I was at a holiday party and first, I have to tell you how much I love being invited to this chick’s home. It’s a textured, visual masterpiece. Art abounds. Play prevails. Sensuality surrounds. I love her home. It…
With Bells On
The season continues, as do I. To boost my own spirits, I’ve attached some bells to my old (old) army boots. The jingle-jangle of each step brings joy to my soul. There’s no tree at our house…
I Made It For Myself
This is a savory cheesecake I made for a holiday party. I’m not blogging the recipe. I’m just letting you know that I got up early to make it, took my time and tried to make the final…
One Beer in My Pocket
This is what happens when you don’t plan your walk, people. You end up standing before a fancy, new beer fridge, 5 miles from home, and there’s a limited release just calling your name. And even though you’d…
Trapped in a Trailer
Note: I’m working on a book and it’s got me road-tripping back and forth across my childhood. One road led to this post. When you’re 12 and locked in the bathroom of a trailer in the woods,…
Beer Advent Calendar!
New month, people. Here at the homestead, that means a beer a day! When I spotted this beer advent calendar, my soul would not allow me to walk away. So I bought it and now Mister and…
This Beautiful Ride Called Living
How the hell did it get to be December already? I’m not complaining, mind you. I’m just surprised. And honestly, I enjoyed November so much I wasn’t quite ready to see it go. I didn’t enjoy all…
November Sunsets
This is a photo of the sunset on Thanksgiving night. Mister and I were at the home of friends in Santa Monica, and we all took a stroll after our al fresco dinner. Mister had fried a turkey…
Too Many Turkeys
Last year at about this time, I was at the grocery store, near the dairy case, when I overheard a grown woman yelling at the grown man by her side: “Because Bob! You don’t get to tell people where…
Cool Like That
I’ve been a fan of “Law & Order: Special Victims Unit” for ages. For the life of me, I don’t know why. Rape, murder, assault – that’s not my bag, y’all. And yet I’ve watched the show, year after…