Monthly Archives: June 2008

no air conditioning, hot day

It’s almost 6:15 p.m. in Seattle, and it’s 90 degrees.

It was 50 degrees, just lat week.

And now it’s ninety.


Of course I don’t have air conditioning, just a really good oscillating fan.

I took a tepid shower about an hour ago, and I’m dressed in a sleeveless shift that just covers my butt.

A few minutes ago, I got really hot and uncomfortable, so I took a COLD shower.

Except I didn’t get all the way INTO the shower–too big a shock.

First, I stuck my right foot in the cold running water, then my left foot.


Then, I stuck my head in the shower, and cooled myself off very nicely.

Yeah, I’m weird.

But I’m not hot right now!


While I wasn’t looking, Seattle became my home

I was born in Rochester, New York, about a trillion years ago.

Twelve unhappy years were spent in Wolcott, New York, which is about 50 miles east of Rochester.

But I always gravitated back to Rochester, and felt it was my home.

In 2000, I moved out to Seattle with my mom, so that we could be close to my son and his growing family.

At first I felt uncomfortable here, like a tourist who just decided to reside in Seattle like a temporary citizen.

Then my mom got really sick, and I just stopped thinking about the concept of a geographical location as home.

Life was too busy, too stressful, and I had to deal with the realities of having a dying parent.

Then my mother died, and I needed to take care of myself again.

Last fall/winter, I considered going back “home” to Rochester; I really gave the matter careful consideration. I was also thinking of moving to Oklahoma, where my son and his family were living.

After giving it a few weeks to mull over, I realized that I had adopted Seattle as my home. Financial considerations played a big part, but not entirely.

I really love it here–the mountains, the mostly cool temperatures, the (mostly) liberal citizens, and the friends I have made here.

When my son shared that he and his family missed Seattle and wanted to return “home,” I just sat back with one of those “wow” feelings, and thanked God that I have finally learned to heed my intuition, my inner sense of knowing what is best for me.

While I was busy living my life, Seattle became my home.

Rochester will always be my hometown, but Seattle is where I happily live and work.

Seattle is home. article: Sears credit

Top – Consumerist

So this lady got married in 1964, and started using the Sears credit card issued in her husband’s name.

Lady and her husband always paid their bill on time.

Fast forward to ten years ago, when Lady’s husband died. Lady, being an intelligent consumer, notified all of her creditors that her husband had died, and the creditors, including Sears, assured lady she could still use her joint account.

After her husband’s death, Lady made some big purchases on her Sears credit card–a washer, dryer, and refrigerator.

Then she did not use her card for at least a year.

And then she needed to buy a saw to cut off some tree branches or something, so she went to the Sears website and found a saw for $142. Since there was no expiration date on her card, Lady called customer service, to make sure her card was still in good standing.

The customer service rep told Lady her account would be closed because her husband had died ten years ago.

Say what???

Sears, you suck.

Lady is the kind of consumer you NEED.

Fringe: Fan thank you

What my flip flops say about me

What Your Flip Flops Say About You

You are super laid back and peaceful. Not much disturbs you.

You’re content with what you have in life, and you can’t stand feeling worked up.

A lot of good things tend to come your way in life…

You’re not too busy or stressed to let an opportunity pass you by.

Your ideal warm weather place: Hawaii

I really wear green flip flops from Old Navy!

“In the Woods” book review

Thanks for helping me out, MyBlogLog

I have a name next to MyBlogLog picture now.

Thanks to MyBlogLog for fixing this.

Twitter’s down, so I’m…

Saying farewell to a restful day, filled with cold drinks, good food, movies, and a comfortably cool apartment.

Dark Sky

How to have fun when you’re a temperature wuss

Hey, it was 50 degrees just a few days ago.

Rosemary’s Baby is a classic.

My weekend


Since it’s going to be 90 degrees in Seattle, what is Beth going to do with her weekend?


As little as possible.


It’s supposed to be around 90 degrees in Seattle today and tomorrow.


And I’m having some allergy problems this week–headache, clogged sinus passages, the whole enchilada.

Truthfully, I think that I’m still exhausted from two weeks of traveling all over the United States.

So I’m going to indulge myself this weekend–sit in front of the fan, drink coffee/iced tea/ice water, and watch movies.

And I will blog also!

So have a good Saturday, and stay safe.


The Dogs of Riga book review

Just call me mybloglog#!$%^&*())

If you look to the right of this blog, you will see the MyBlogLog Recent Readers widget to the right.

And surely you see my name, right?

I just can’t get the name ‘Gran’ to show up next to my picture (which, by the way, is a copyright, please do not use this picture unless you fork over big bucks).


Anyhoo, I have an email into MyBlogLog, so let’s just see what happens next.


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