The Giants won. Again. Who knew? Mondo didn’t (but he really did, if you’re a Project Runway fan). I may be done with reality tv (not that I am a sore loser or anything, but I missed Survivor this week, … Continue reading
He said, “Game’s on. I said, “Do you want a beer?” He said, “I’ll split one with you.” I said, “I already listened to the first inning in the car, you’re going to want more than a half a beer.” … Continue reading
We pretend like it doesn’t matter if they win or not, that we are just thrilled they made it this far. But don’t believe us…it matters. Steve is wearing his orange hat every day. Alex is begrudgingly interested (swayed, she … Continue reading
I’m afraid I have come up empty this morning. Nothing is wrong….but the mornings are too dark even for an early riser. A friend passed away after a complicated life. I am wondering where I will muster up my next … Continue reading
Tell that to everyone within 100 miles of San Francisco. To everyone who owns an orange hat with the initials “SF” embroidered on it. To everyone who has ever felt like a misfit, cast off or a Bad News Bear. … Continue reading
Well, I don’t know if YOU are going to be inspired, but we certainly were. And it was a surprise, complete with coffee and bagels and salmon and yummy organic melons. I love well-fed surprises. So we were participating in … Continue reading
That’s all I have this morning…so here are a few pictures from Sunday brunch. Confused? Story tomorrow….