Aside from a coworker cornering me in the copy room and asking, "so, being single, how are you handling Valentine's Day?" I had a most rocking day. As a junior high teacher, watching young romances think they are blooming is... Continue Reading →
Today's Agenda and Menu: Walk along the beach (settling for the pond at the park) at sunset, ipod playing love songs. (Check!) Bubble bath with wine. (Next on list) Learn three new love songs on guitar (Want To, Sugarland; Marry... Continue Reading →
When we were very little, my sisters and I walked to the movie store with my mom. It was just down the street from our house. As we were leaving out the door, a man flashed us. I didn't see... Continue Reading →
My guitar...my Giants jersey...my favorite childhood book I can still read over and over, "The Ramsey Scallop," my ipod, my favorite pair of earrings...my photo albums of Europe and Central America. My Bible. My cowboy boots. A box of my... Continue Reading →
When I worked for the Independent, I went "undercover" (not really but it sounds cooler) to audition for the "Real World," MTV's lovely display of humanity, and write a little expose article. They were coming through Santa Barbara and we... Continue Reading →
When Facebook first started, when I was like a sophomore in college or something, it was very basic. You had a profile with one picture, a few lines about yourself, where you went to school, your piles of friends, and... Continue Reading →
The year was 2004, the spring. I was a tree-hugging, protesting, politicized, hippie sophomore taking International Politics at UCSB. I remember when he walked in the door. He was wearing a tan coat, rocking a jewfro and four day stubble.... Continue Reading →
there has been this phenomenon lately on Facebook..."click on this link to discover who has been looking at your profile!" "I've had 4,534058 hits on my profile today, 53% from boys, 65% from girls!" (I am not a mathematician, btw.)... Continue Reading →
They say it takes 21 days of doing something every single day to make it a habit. That's science. I don't know what the statistic is on how short a time you need to break that habit, but I think... Continue Reading →
Wandering through the florescent bright aisles of Safeway, wondering which can of tomatoes to get (stewed? diced? seasoned? unseasoned? mexican seasoned? italian seasoned? petite? what the what?!) and trying to decide between turkey and ground beef, 1 percent milk or... Continue Reading →
I believe goals are importnant. Setting them. Striving for them. Trying to keep them. I rarely get to the last step, which would be "celebrating the achievement of goal." but today, we set out to break a previous personal record... Continue Reading →
I remember one of the first times I ever went to Disneyland as a kid. I was maybe 5 or 6 years old, and Jenna and I were in matching blue overalls with big white polka dots on them. We... Continue Reading →
Sunglasses Always Fit 