Posted in March 2011

LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS MARKET

Santa Monica Farmers Market, Wednesday mornings, get some. And the earlier the better. This farmer and his stand were particularly adorable: The “mother of all markets” is right. Well, in Los Angeles anyway. I am more in love with this gathering every time. It’s frequented with local chefs searching for their next special offering, as … Continue reading

BABYGIRL…

BABYGIRL…

This week you: -got your first two teeth -waved hi and bye-bye to us -made peace with the gym childcare -perfected your high-pitch shriek -took your first bike ride to the beach -hung out with mommy and daddy at a party…no tears -grew up just fast enough to make my heart explode with pride and … Continue reading

HAPPINESS OR BUST

HAPPINESS OR BUST

Today’s post is dedicated to so many people that I love. I think you know who you are. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At her 2010 Women’s Conference, Maria Shriver was asked if she thought the modern woman could ever hope to “have it all”? A successful marriage, career, family, personal life, etc. She replied something to the effect … Continue reading

A PLACE FOR BUDDING ARTISTS

A PLACE FOR BUDDING ARTISTS

There are so many offerings for kids that I wish were available for adults too. Motorized fur-lined swings, jumpy seats that attach to the doorjam, full-body PJ’s with feet, etc. This place falls in the same category. Scribble Press on Montana Avenue…it’s the Color Me Mine of children’s books. Bring your creative kiddo in and … Continue reading

Inspiration, Gracias.

Finishing a book of essays by an author named Sloane Crosley who is the closest thing to a female David Sedaris as I’ve encountered. I experience both envy and awe at her slaughtering word choice. It must be productive if not at least inspiring for an aspiring writer gal to find new literary heroes. Yes?Today … Continue reading

NOTES FROM A TIME CAPSULE

NOTES FROM A TIME CAPSULE

In a time of frenzy, movement, possibility and impending decision, I find a note to my current self, care of my pregnant self. This outpouring was captured 8 months in, and 20,000 feet up, on the last blank page of whatever I was reading at the time. Was it hormones? Oxygen deprivation? Perhaps a genuine … Continue reading

CALGON…

CALGON…

Don’t let the clever photos fool you. Today was a hard Mommy day. I wish I had a bowl of red wine to shove my head into, but will have to settle for a book in bed instead. It is definitely time for me to go back to work. There I said it. “Llllaaaaahhhh…!!!”  (enter … Continue reading