The other day, as I was running late to an appointment, I saw a parking spot and immediately pulled a quick U to try to grab it, just as another c...
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The other day, I snuck a peek into my old life. I was headed to the dentist in downtown San Francisco, where I hardly ever go anymore. The streets...
What does family mean to you? I know that to most of us, family refers to your immediate unit — your parents, children, siblings, and spouse. Th...
March is lot like a long, flat stretch of road somewhere. It’s far enough away from where you’ve left (winter) and not quite to where you’re h...
Time. There never seems to be enough of it. Sometimes I wonder, what would I do if I had more time? Would I read more? Exercise more? Cook more? S...
There's a common sentiment among certain men I know that salad is not a meal. Though I whole-heartedly believe that salad IS a meal, and can be a ...
She's babbling now. I hear her in the mornings through the baby monitor going "baba baba gagaga dadadada." I glance at Matt, trying to decide which ...
The sun colors the sky all shades of pink and purple at this time of year. It's my favorite time to drive home from work because I often watch the...
I mentioned in my Sicily Guide that we came home with a small loot of tasty treats. What I didn't mention was that this loot actually included a p...
When I first started blogging, I never got any comments. Each time a post would go out in the ether, I'd hold my breath a little, wondering if a k...