tiff's gone for the weekend, leaving me ostensibly in charge. i can't say that i feel particularly in charge, more like a jockey hoping that the temperamental thoroughbred he's perched on makes it to the finish line without throwing him. (except that using a riding crop on a toddler is illegal). i've been trying to catch stella on my camera phone to keep tiffs maternal instinct in check. ( i keep picturing tiff at the airport, stomping her foot and saying "put me on the next plane to my baby!". )
it's been a while since just stella and i have hung out for a few days. as a two-year-old she is constantly engaged in a fully body exploration of her immediate surrounding accompanied by a steady and enthusiastic commentary on each facet of the experience. she's not shy about what she thinks. morning time is for "pushing buttons and hot coffee" (the computer) and afternoon is for "fixit bike-ride" (tinkering and biking). stella has her own sense of style and is generous with her opinions on fashion. nala d. dog, sasha rottenweiler and i are are looking nice this weekend in our hairbands and swim goggles.
we're enjoying the fall weather. opposite of kentucky, everything is getting greener as rain intermittently creeps in the same way drinking returns to recovered drunk; "i'll just have one a week, or maybe two or three...oh hell, gimme the bottle." but until we're caught in the full precipitating misery that is oregon winter, it gorgeous. (i.e. just a little tipsy)