When I was 13, my parents and I flew back to Kansas City to visit some friends who used to be our next-door neighbors here in Anaheim. I think I’d only been on one trip before that where I actually flew somewhere, so flying was still a big thing t…

Exactly three miles north of Disneyland is my house. It’s on a cul-de-sac, and it’s the street that I grew up on. I like to think of my casa as the everything house. It’s the house that I came home to after my first day of preschool, my first day …

Sometimes I wonder what I’m going to write about when I sit down at the keyboard each night before bed, and then I realize how silly I am for not knowing. After all, it’s a blog about something I’m grateful for each day, so is it really that hard …

Have you ever had a random thought or feeling about something and, after you’ve followed it and checked out what it was all about, you realize it paid off in a delightful way? I was watching TV last night when a commercial for La-Z-Boy came on. I …

As a follow up to the highly acclaimed “A Single Gal’s Receipt” post, allow me to share with you my stellar Saturday night. First, let’s ease into things with a brief revisiting of my day. I didn’t get out of my jammies till 4pm which, for me, is …

Sometimes I’ll know nothing about a band, or very little — except for the way they sound, and as soon as a peek behind the curtain is granted, I’m a fan. Going just beyond the surface of something that you thought was one way can be a magical, en…

Whenever I go to my local Walgreens, the receipt urges me to take part in their monthly sweepstakes for a chance to win $3,000. It’s right there at the bottom, beckoning to me: “How are we doing? Visit http://www.tellwag.com within 72 hours to take a sho…

As I’ve gotten older, I’ve noticed my affection for drama-free programming. And by drama free, I’ll cut to the chase: I spent the last couple of hours watching Animal Planet. Initially I tuned into it because nothing else looked appealing. Nothing…

I was chatting with someone earlier today about my love of stars. “The ones in the sky? Or the shape?” she asked. “The shape,” I said, but then in my head debated whether it was really both. I decided it was both. When I was little, I remember bei…

Across lanes of traffic, I saw a homeless man using a bus stop bench as a bed as I drove to work. It was bitterly cold for a California morning, and there was no shelter around it to protect him from the wind and the noise of commuters’ cars. A bl…