Winter in Southern California is like those perfect cakes you see in a bakery window. One never expects to eat one, much less to be able to make one, but there it is, nonetheless. That anything that perfect could be executed by human hands seems practically impossible. I used to long for white Christmases as … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Sick.
I’m getting sick, everyone says. Except that it’s not like that, not really. Yesterday, at 4:54pm, we were in the car. I’d felt great all day. V had been sick, and James as well, but I’ve been fortunate and haven’t gotten sick once since summer. One could even say I was getting a little cocky … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Amazing Grace.
The sun offered a tender warmth on a day that felt like early September at seventy-one degrees, not mid-December. Mountains rose up behind us so clear, you could see every little peak and boulder. Down on the grass, still perilously soft from last week’s rain, spinning pinwheels and gladiolas marked loved ones who have moved … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: The best practical tips I’ve ever seen on how to cut down time on your phone!
I’ve been getting really serious about spending less time on my phone. Back in spring, I purchased the Light Phone II, which isn’t out yet, and in the meantime, I’m trying every day to limit the time I spend scrolling needlessly through social media. Today, I happened to come across an article by “Coach Tony” … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Compassion, followed by guilt.
Sometimes, the answer to being so tired and crazy is to spend the day with these two guys, and have a damn margarita with dinner and laugh your head off. At least, tonight, that was the answer for me. V woke up ten million at least nine times last night. Today I found out that … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: All the times I don’t like myself.
I don’t like myself when my kid takes forever falling asleep and I’m short as hell and snippy with her. She can’t control when she falls asleep. (But God, if she could!) I don’t like myself when I overbook my days and even a reasonable family visit feels like a burden. I don’t like myself … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Joining, and letting go.
We went to a beautiful winter wedding last night. There were twinkle lights in the trees, a delicate silver branch pinned into the bride’s hair. There were Dumbledore quotes and LOTR references in their vows. Because the bride doesn’t like to dance, there was a Nintendo Switch downstairs and a heated Mario Kart tournament happening. … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Abandoned toothbrush.
In the library bathroom today, the smell hit me even before the door was fully open. At the sink, a homeless woman was brushing her teeth. I slid past her, avoiding her gaze, V in tow. While in the stall, V counted squares of tile on the floor, all while I murmured, That’s great, and, … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Photos from our week.
I don’t really feel like writing today. But here I am. I’m not in a bad mood; it has just been a long couple of days. So I thought I’d share some images from this week. Which has been happy but long. V got to play in the rain for the first time. C sent … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Pink hush.
I spent almost eight hours today in a five by five room with no windows and no natural light, on the phone with stores all over Southern California, trying to avert a crisis that was going to happen regardless of what I did). The crisis involved beanies, scarves, and gloves — fifty of each. Needing … Continue reading