Author Archives: The Velvet Zebra

I hate heat waves. Granted, I’m not on the East Coast, and I’m sure as hell not in Arizona, but we’re having our own little heat wave up here. Yesterday it was 94, today’s hovering around 96, tomorrow should be 94 again, with a slow decline through the weekend back to our typical – andContinue reading “On account of the Boobies”

I just saw a Youtube video of several mothers letting their children play on the beach covered in tar balls. But it was “okay” because they brought some Goo Gone, to clean up afterwards. Can someone say Darwin Award? I’ve recently discovered I cannot chew gum and hand write fiction at the same time. SoundsContinue reading “This, That ‘n the Other”

It’s hard to believe someone who was born and raised here in the Pacific Northwet can be affected by Seasonal Affective Disorder, but when you’re nearly through the coldest, wettest June on record and already feeling some frustrations about other, non-weather related things, even the sturdiest of us can get a tad bummed. Normally inContinue reading “Rainy Day Adventures”

I’ve always considered the kitchen to be my sister’s room, not because she does most of the cooking, although she does, but mostly because I’ve never really cared what the kitchen looks like, and she has. For years, and years, our kitchen was a nice soft pale yellow with blue accents, very Scandinavian. Cobalt blueContinue reading “Duped!”

So the other weekend, after the one interrupted by the flu, my sister and I headed over to our favorite flooring store to see if they had the same wood we put down in the living room and dining room, with the intent to put the same in the bedrooms and kitchen. Luckily, we wereContinue reading “One thing leads to another”

Because I just don’t get it. I’m sitting in my livingroom, inside my house, reading a book while my sister is watching television, or maybe we’re both on the computers with a baseball game in the background, minding our own business inside of our own home, when it happens. You can hear them a coupleContinue reading “I must be getting old”