Earlier this month I wrote about saying goodbye to my old Volvo. I told of how the car’s radio, broken for years, had magically sparked to life as I took the old gal out for her last ride. The…
Frustrated
I’m frustrated. Mister and I live in a nice-enough house. We love it. It’s our home. But as nice-enough as it is, as lovely as our neighbors are, we’re still susceptible to suburban woes. Maybe incidents is…
Butthole. For Reals.
When it’s 95 degrees at 7pm, a gal is justified in being less-than-herself. That’s where I find myself as I write this. I had wanted to tell you about some of my summer experiences. I’m hoping heat…
A Break In The Clouds: L.A. Womens March
It started on Thursday. Actually, it started a few weeks ago, when I decided I would make myself a pink(ish) hat to wear to the march. As I sat there, surrounded by yarn and crocheting away, Mister asked…
Thursday Memories
The other day I was out walking and crossed the L.A. River. Now I’ve crossed that section of drainage time and time again, and never noticed the giant pipe spanning the area. When I did see it,…
Farmer Tan
The last few days brought a heat-wave to Los Angeles. Not only have we been dealing with high temperatures, we’re also seeing fires here and there. I’ve mostly avoided it all by staying inside with the conditioned air…