My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
I wanted to wait 2022 out. Not that I'm pessimistic. I've just been alive these past few years. It's called cautious optimism. My dating life mantra has now seeped into my everyday and for good reason. I got back on the apps. Met a guy who had been doing microshots all day. So I'm back... Continue Reading →
Well, well well, look who showed up today. ME! Your west coast rambling undiagnosed A.D.D. blonde-haired (sort of) blue eyed nightmare. Hi. How are you? Been better? Same. I'd apologize for not being a constant in your life these past few months but I'm working on not saying sorry anymore so...deal with it...she says with... Continue Reading →
Oh hello on a Friday. I'm 38 now. I do what I want. Due to health concerns, family ruckus and obligatory Olympic dedication, I decided to take last week off. If the energy of the last blog I posted was any indication, I think it was best for all of us. In fact, you're welcome.... Continue Reading →
Still not really sure how it's July or 2021 or Thursday or anything anymore. I need a time machine and a basket of champagne. I hope everyone had a great weekend. I know celebrating America can be divisive but I like to think of it as a celebration of our rebellion against the authority, splitting... Continue Reading →
I got my apps all downloaded. I got my devices amped and ready. I've been following the torch. Bring on the Olympics. I'll be living on Tokyo time and it looks like I won't be sleeping for 14 days. Totally worth it. Can't wait. I told my brother's fiancé she's lucky her shower doesn't overlap... Continue Reading →
This week's headlines were flooded with the news that Prince Harry used drugs and alcohol to cope with his mother's death. Gasp! Are we that desperate for news from the Royals? Most people use drugs and alcohol to get through a Tuesday so I'm failing to to comprehend the shock and awe. I'd be more... Continue Reading →
Holy shit. Everyone stop what you're doing. Gwyneth Paltrow ate bread ladies and gentlemen. That was her lockdown low. If that's her idea of "going off the rails", I imagine she would consider my life a tragedy on an Oedipus scale. Is she for real? There was a day I ordered breakfast, lunch and dinner... Continue Reading →
In an effort to embrace life, be a little kinder to myself and enjoy the company surrounding me, I pulled a Houdini and vanished for a bit. In signature style, when I put my mind to something, I'm all in. I really went for it. Did some mountain stuff, chased some waterfalls, did some sun... Continue Reading →
A year into this thing and it's starting to feel like that one roadtrip to Florida when we were "almost there" for what felt like a quarter of my life. Don't worry, by June we'll be in the -insert whatever color you want here- tier. OH WILL WE MARGO?! Don't you dare get my hopes... Continue Reading →
I have heard more thunder in LA in the last 24 hours than all my years living here combined and I've never felt more alive. I love a storm. There's something magical about it - like the universe has let out a sigh. It's a weather cuddle really - which is all I've ever wanted.... Continue Reading →
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