Distance by Bless Monet (Cover)

Bless at the beach Photo Credit: Nicole K Photography @nicole.k.photography

Picture this – me, in a park, listening to a colleague, one Miss Bless Monet sing at a benefit. I turn to my friend P and say, “Why isn’t she doing this for a living? She should be doing this on the regular. I mean, I’d miss her, but SHE SHOULD BE DOING THIS FOR… Continue reading Distance by Bless Monet (Cover)

How do you really know when something expires? Sometimes not until it’s too late…

Best by 04/08/15. So says the date stamp on the eggs, though most people know that you can keep them for at least a week after that, especially if you hard-boil them. Sell by 03/28/15. So says the package of organic chicken. Unfortunately, you’ll find if you open it anywhere after that date, the smell… Continue reading How do you really know when something expires? Sometimes not until it’s too late…

Saturday Night’s Alright for Fighting… but Listening, and Eating Sushi is Better.

In this world we live in now, for those of us who are lucky enough to have good friends and still have our senses of hearing intact, I wonder how often we actually hear their voices?  With so much of our communication coming in the electronic form, whether it be text, or email, or some… Continue reading Saturday Night’s Alright for Fighting… but Listening, and Eating Sushi is Better.

Little Girl Laughter

Funnier than a tush

The little monkey arrived home late last night from a week-long vacation in Maui with her Dad.  It was hard letting her go, I won’t lie. Not that I thought her Dad couldn’t take care of her, because I knew he could. Not because I thought something might happen to her, because I do my… Continue reading Little Girl Laughter

Sea of Love

The tiniest bit of green sea glass...both of my treasures in one image.

Yesterday, the little monkey had a birthday party to go to at a little aquarium by the beach. So we rose early on a day that we usually sleep in, readied ourselves quickly on a day we usually linger, and set off on the adventure that is Los Angeles traffic. Maybe it was the early… Continue reading Sea of Love