Go on faith.

“Just keep at it,” I heard him say. He’ll say things to me from time to time. Some are complete thoughts, other times they’re words that seem random but aren’t; they’re relevant to a situation or a problem, and they’re a beacon for my foggy brain. I am my father’s daughter. Stoic and reserved, I […]

The Campaign

When drivers angry-honk at other drivers in New York City, they’re simply saying, “You’re an idiot. Move,” or “Grow a brain.” (I’m sure they’re thinking more than this, but I try to keep it G-rated, yo.) In L.A., an angry honk leaves you wondering if a bullet is about to find its way into your […]

Here we go.

It’s that time of year again. With the beginning of December and all things festive comes the annual year-end trip to New York City. Le sigh. Each of my three employers over the last eight years has had a reason for such a trip. And while you’d think I’d enjoy the The Empire State around […]

Towel. Thrown in.

I’m weary. It’s only hump day and I need a) a weekend, b) better yet — a vacation or c) a trust fund. Just kidding on that last one. The Lawn Surgery which I spoke of last weekend┬áresulted in stitches which didn’t hold. A leak returned, and with it, my sanity quickly dwindled. My eyes […]

Inspired creations.

I can’t not create something. It seems there’s always something brewing, something in the works. Maybe it’s a batch of biscotti, perhaps it’s one of these blog posts. Sometimes I’ll hear a song on the radio and give it a classical spin on the piano, full of ascending and cascading arpeggios that give a nod […]

Fog City

This morning ushered in the first of the season’s fog, at least in these parts. It stayed darker longer, the morning was fuzzy and gray, and I did something I’ve not done since before the summer began: I made a cup of coffee to accompany me during my morning routine. Something about coffee in the […]

Pitch.

Hotel bar. Munchies. Wine. Ambience. All prior to an 8:30 dinner reservation at lovely restaurant mere steps from the hotel. Is this the best Tuesday night ever? I’m pretty sure it could be. Or, rather, it’s at least the best Tuesday night of September 2013. Har har. I’m a creature of habit, and a giant […]

The Marathon

You know that feeling where your stomach is in knots because of stress, worry or whatever? I’ve got it. Only the majority of my stress these days is behind me, and I am not plagued by worry. I simply feel worn out. Worn down. I can’t travel like I used to; I feel 86, not […]