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Posts published by “Jessica Ehlers”

40ish-year-old mom to a 13-year-old and rescued basset hounds. I am not married but the guy I live with and I are super serious. Except when we're making fart jokes and then the 13-year-old rolls her eyes and shakes her head. I am from NorCal. I live in the house I grew up in. I bake when I am nervous and I like to grow things in my front yard to nibble on and season dinner with.

“Did they kill him, too?”

Today is the day we observe the life of Martin Luther King Jr.  My boy woke up feeling under the weather, so we cuddled up in front of the computer to watch some youtube videos…

Winter Sunset at Glass Beach

Who needs loot from Santa with treasures like these? We live close enough to get to Glass Beach by bike.  Having spent the remainder of the post-preschool afternoon playing with Santa's offerings, a bike ride…

Our Lady of Perpetual Fun

Take Hwy 1 north to Maple Street.  Take a right and follow it to where the road becomes a T.  See that huge building you're facing that looks like nothing you've ever seen in Fort…

Christmas in Albion

It was raining when we left Fort Bragg to head over to the Grandparent's house in Albion.  The relatives.  The food.  The hot hot upstairs, windows wide open to the rain. Santa left something in…

Two Roads

The Christmas tree is decorated.  The presents under the tree are mounting. We're in a flurry of cookie baking & decorating, wrapping presents and eating candy canes. Meanwhile, Julian Assange has his head in the…

Levity & The Latest Plan

It's already almost Thanksgiving.  How does this happen?  It's raining in Fort Bragg.  Wait, no- it's sunny. The Day of the Dead was a great memorial.  The local public access station here in Fort Bragg…

Día de los Muertos

It was awesome.  Last week we decorated Sugar Skulls at the Caspar Community Center.  This week there were alters in many of the shops around town and a large display at City Hall. The little…

The Volcano in the Kitchen

Today was our day to do nothing.  No school for him.  No work for me.  No important errands to run.  No play-dates to be on time for.  So we were busy. He was up early…

Our Sunday Trip to the Boonville Fair

We left the rainy Coast early, swinging by the Albion store to pick up my parents.  We rocked out to the Putamayo Americana album en route, pointing out the water line on the trees to…

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