Entries Categorized as 'my family'

Sew, yeah… I am becoming my mother

June 16, 2011

Tonight I’m taking a sewing class at a local sewing shop called Home Ec. Studio in South Park. This is all part of my trying to be more creative thing. Have you been to South Park lately? It’s really become such a cool place to hang out. Lots of new shops– one of my new […]

Boston

January 1, 2010

In Boston until Sunday, when I go to Vermont. Lovely here– snow fell yesterday and we went to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston. I misread the website for the museum– thinking that the Costumes of Edith Head was an exhibit, when in fact it is a film series. So we walked around the […]

Chip Off The Old Block

April 6, 2009

If there’s any question about where I get my affinity for Post-It Notes… here’s the kitchen counter at my dad’s house in Las Vegas.

The Great Lie

March 12, 2009

This week in my Creative Nonfiction class I asked the students to free write about a LIE they once told. We talked about lies– white lies, bold/blatant lies, lies to protect someone, lying to ourselves, lies to make someone feel better, hurtful lies, funny lies. I was quite a liar as a child, though I […]

Ringing the Bells

February 15, 2009

That’s me, second from the right, in the blue vest and (of course) tennis shoes. Me and the other boys from my Sunday School class, circa 1979–thirty years ago, St. Alban’s Episcopal Church in El Cajon, California. My hair is so shiny blond, like a Breck Girl Ad. Here’s a memory: I was an acolyte […]

Local Man Does Good

November 14, 2008

So i’ve been profiled in a local paper here in La Jolla–La Jolla Light (sounds like a cooking show or a diet plan, right?). But it’s actually a really nifty little paper. The reason they decided to write about me is that I have an essay just out in a new (World Famous) Chicken Soup […]

Hope Chest

October 14, 2008

Ted and I came back Monday afternoon from Arizona. We’d been there since Thursday night, seeing my sister and her husband and son. My sister, Allyson, is recovering from two surgeries; we made dinners and played board games and video games and talked and talked. If we’d stayed in San Diego we probably would have […]