2011/09/01 @ 10:11 AM
What’s Cooking?
One of my many happy things about being back in the Los Angeles area, is the food. I missed the restaurants, but I also missed the produce and the ethnic markets fiercely. Lately I’ve been enjoying garden bounty: Squash from one person with an overflowing garden. Lemons from another with heavy trees. Tomatoes from a friend who is growing more than her household will eat. It is such a wonderful thing.... read more
2011/07/18 @ 1:55 PM
Disconnected
I’m finding it difficult to find any enthusiasm within me for G+, despite being a borderline Google fangirl. For a long time I was very anxious for a viable facebook alternative. The thing is, I don’t think I even want an alternative to facebook anymore. I just feel so incredibly done with social networking as a THING. I don’t need a “social networking” site. I need a... read more
2011/06/06 @ 11:49 PM
I’m Not Good at Acceptance
During our dark first year in Minnesota, a very good friend of mine died. I was in Minnesota, and he was far away in California, and he died. I spent a little tiny bit of time in denial. Then I moved on to anger and stayed there for a while. Then I moseyed on in to the deep valley of depression, where I’ve spent large chunks of my life anyway. I just walked in a lot farther than I’d been in... read more
2011/05/08 @ 12:31 AM
Playing Catch Up – Part I
So, a lot has been happening, and none of that has been blogging. I moved. I don’t live in Minnesota any longer. We moved back to Los Angeles. It has been pure hell, but all in all, it is a very good thing. I am glad we made the decision that we did. I’m glad we moved. It’s just that moving sucks. We knew for a while. My husband gave a month’s notice at work, but they didn’t... read more
2011/03/15 @ 9:14 AM
And Then There Were None
Do you hear that? The house is so quiet. It makes me feel anxious, because I haven’t done anything for the puppies lately, so they should be noisily complaining, and the silence leaves me with a repetitive flutter in my gut that something is wrong. Yesterday, I dropped my daughter off at a class and came home for an hour and a half of couch potato-ing before needing to pick her up again. It was... read more
