2013
Sweet Home California
This summer marks six years since we bought our house in Oakland, California. As I imagine most homeowners do, we immediately set about making it our own, which in our case meant painting the walls a rainbow of realtor-unapproved colors (red! navy! purple!), hanging guitars from the ceiling, stringing twinkle lights pretty much everywhere, and letting the front and back yards become totally, jungletastically overgrown because we have no idea what we’re doing. We’ve never had gardens like these before. We’ve never had a home together.
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2012
Mommy’s Little Helper
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2012
Bridges in the Sky
As you’re probably well aware, my Life List is kind of weak. I don’t have any grand travel plans or desires to exercise for five hours in a row or implement some system by which I change the future of the human race for the better. I’m a pragmatist and, as unromantic as this sounds, I work better with straightforward to-do lists than pie-in-the-sky bucket lists. That sort of lofty-goal setting isn’t really my bag. Hey, we can’t all hang glide off the Sphinx’s noggin into a vat of Jell-o.
That said, one thing I’ve always wanted to do is swing from a trapeze, and when I say “always” I mean since the time I saw my first holiday special of Circus of the Stars. Remember that? Every time it would air, I’d be on the edge of my seat in anticipation of the trapeze routine. It was always the most death-defying, as well as the most visually stunning, by which I mean bedazzled spandex catsuits and giant 80s hair. Of course, they only ever let the most glamorous B-listers participate: Jennie Garth and Mario Lopez! Nicole Eggert! Todd Bridges!
I WANTED TO BE TODD BRIDGES.
