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"Begin at the beginning, and go on till you come to the end: then stop." -- The King of Hearts

I'm an adopted Texan. As they say, "I wasn't born in Texas, but I got here as fast as I could!" I post pictures and opinions as suits my mood, mostly because I can. Hooray Internet! 

So far I have three blogs here. By the Way is the oldest. I started it in 2003. I lost a couple of years to Vox because I was too lazy to bother to export when they shut down. I consider it an exercise in accepting impermanence. When I followed my husband to Singapore for his first expat assignment, I started (T)expatriate: A Southern Girl in Singapore. That covers 2010 and 2011, give or take. Next came Oslo, and (T)expat 2: Norwegian Boogaloo,  in 2012. Now I'm back home, and back on By the Way.

Pix live on Flickr. I toss links out on Twitter when I feel like it. I'm still not sure what to do with G+ but I kinda like it.

 

Cotton Candy!!

I had forgotten how much I loooooove cotton candy! We took Texas Bob out for birthday dinner at Ibiza, with Kirsten, and somehow our waiter found out it was a birthday dinner, and thus brought us the signature humongous martini glass piled high with fluffy pink cotton candy, topped with a sparkler. I've seen it happen so many times there, but never been at a receiving table.... Kirsten and I devoured the stuff. It really is heavenly. I don't think I've had it since high school, and that made it that much better. You wouldn't really want to eat it very often, I suppose.

Yesterday afternoon we attended our first baseball game (exhibition) of the season. It was a perfect day for it. We had to run through some rain at the beginning, but about halfway through they opened the roof and it was a perfect spring day. I sang along during the stretch--the stars at night, are big and bright (clap clap clap clap) deep in the heart of Texas--and all was well with the world, even though the Astros didn't win.

Today Mark started our first homebrew of the year. We'll have a perfectly-timed Maibock in a few weeks. I can hardly wait! The house still smells of boiling hops and whatever else goes into it. I spent a little time raking and weeding in the back flowerbed. I'm looking forward to appreciating the results tomorrow morning. It usually seems like kind of a letdown right after you finish, because you worked so hard and it doesn't look so different, but the next day is often a pleasant surprise. That's what I'm hoping for, anyhow.

I finished re-reading Maggie Now this afternoon. I really didn't remember it at all from the first time. I think I had it confused with A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. Anyhow, it was super, and now I'm on to Around the Bend. Mark wonders why I'm on an old-book kick. Just seems like the thing to read right now, that's all. Cryptonomicon was FABULOUS but I'm not ready to dive into another multi-hundred pager just yet. I like these old stories about people. The lives they paint are so different from anything I would imagine, they might as well be science fiction.

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