Today I am grateful. I’m grateful for a job that, as my roommate put it, I can say “Yay!” about. I’m grateful for small, shy smiles, for tiny triumphs, for
Today I am grateful. I’m grateful for a job that, as my roommate put it, I can say “Yay!” about. I’m grateful for small, shy smiles, for tiny triumphs, for
Sydney Carton. That’s who I instantly think of when I think of self-sacrifice. The self-loathing, drunken lawyer who’s life reeks of what could have been. He drives us to tears
My birthday falls at a very unfortunate time of year, when you’re buying gifts for everybody in Creation and going to parties and way too busy, and then here I
Saturday night, around 7 pm. The “kids” next door are having a party, and thoughtfully ask us if they’re being too loud. No, we say, but thanks for asking. Then
Never thought I would say this, but thanks, Elton John. Had an awesome weekend. More to come on that, but let me say that I am constantly amazed at the
Sometimes, planning a wedding feels like the hardest possible thing you could choose to do with ALL your spare time. It’s not so much the wedding itself that’s tough (who
So, I’ve been dissatisfied with this body o’ mine for a while. Okay, so maybe dissatisfied is a little kind. I’ve been moping about in a fog of flabbiness, too
Living in the OC, we get used to being harangued. We are honked at, swerved by and gestured wildly towards on the road, ignored in check-out lines and summarily dismissed
909. Jeeps. Trucks. Dirtbikes. ATVs. Rock Crawlers. Rednecks. The Hood. Piercings. Tattoos. Military. Big Tires (not just in the literal sense). Rural. Wanna-bes. Trucker Caps. Grease. Free stuff. Beer. Step-kids.
Now, you too, can learn to do this.