I have a stalker. Sort of. But before I get to that, let me tell you what happened the other day. I had just pulled out of the driveway and had rounded a corner. As I sat…
Dear City of L.A. Housing
Dear City of L.A. Housing– It has come to my attention that someone is using your good name in jest. I realized this when I saw a sign (shown above) touting “3 out of 4 LA rental…
Thursday Memories. Sort Of.
One of the things I do at summer’s close involves my wardrobe. (I use that word loosely, as most of my clothing serves only to cover my parts. I am in no way a fashionista.) Yes – I’ll…
Going Out In Style
I don’t know how you toasted summer’s unofficial close (or if you did at all), but Mister and I went out in style. We made a few rounds of Aperol Spritz. (Spritzes? Spritz-i?) Whatever. The toasting was…
Home for the Holiday
It’s Labor Day weekend here in the States. Perhaps you’re traveling. On vacation. Seeing the world. Or perhaps you’re laboring, as life doesn’t stop simply because a holiday rolls around on the calendar. Me? I’m staying home.…
Dear Summer–
Dear Summer– I know you won’t be leaving for a few weeks, not officially, but this coming weekend will likely mark your departure for many of us. And before we bid farewell, I want to take a…