On the heels of the “ghetto-party” drama at the esteemed University of California, San Diego this week—which I will be writing about shortly, believe you me, oh yes I will—my husband’s business partner found a note on the ground, lost by, presumably, one of the University’s fine, over-achieving students. It concerns me how this individual [...]
I am not a homemaker. I have three or four recipes I can cook and proudly stake claim to (I’ll put my chicken pot-pie in a blindfolded taste test any day of the week), but in general, I’m a hurricane in the kitchen. Ditto in the laundry room. Yes, I manage to get things agitating [...]
“Old MacDonald had a Mommy, eeee-ay, eeee-ay, oh. With a talktalk here and a talktalk there. Here a talk, there a talk, everywhere a talktalk. Old MacDonald had a Mommy, eeee-ay, eeee-ay, taaaaaaaallllllk!”
I know that Southern California lacks the intense, crackling beauty that comes with changing leaves of autumn. I know we don’t ever get to watch from our windows as the season’s first snowfall covers streets and lamposts and begs for the making of hot toddies or snow angels or love beneath layers of quilts. I [...]
I had a little coughing fit in the car this morning—I hate it when my coffee goes down the wrong pipe—and decided to keep both hands on the steering wheel as I tried to simultaneously clear my windpipe and merge into rush-hour traffic. A certain 39-inch passenger was unmoved by my predicament. “Cover! Your! MOUF!” she ordered from her throne [...]
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” -Mark Twain
Eat pot brownie before drinking 10 glasses of champagne.
If you can get past the short advertisement and then the cheesy intro of THIS CLIP RIGHT HERE—which I encourage you to do—you’ll get a small glimpse at the beautiful New Children’s Museum via Hal Clement, who apparently “knows someone” and was able to get in there with cameras. I’m sure it had nothing to [...]
My friend Deb over at San Diego Momma just launched the first writing exercise in what she is calling PROMPTuesday. Each week—on Tuesday, hence the name—Deb will be offering an idea to get the poetry flowin’. Now, I don’t usually like prompts and I never write poetry. But something got into me last night. (Not [...]
Besides waving bye-bye, one of Ruby’s new talents is to poke things, ANY things, with the middle finger of her right hand. She simply makes a fist, stickes her middle finger straight out and begins the relentless poking until she’s quite satisfied that the object of her poking has been thoroughly poked. Now, as a [...]