Phase Two

They say writing a book is only half the job, that the real work actually starts when the last word is written. While not entirely inaccurate, I guess I’d just call this season Phase Two of the whole adventure. Not necessarily more or less work than the writing....

Triple Play

This weekend marks the one month anniversary of living in the stucco house in El Cajon (known to San Diegans as “East County”) . . . again. When Steve, the babies, and I showed up around this time last month, our arrival was not my first time moving into...

Found Fur

Summer is officially closing up shop here in San Diego, which means the temperature has shown signs of wanting to settle in the 70s instead of hovering in the upper 80s, maybe 90s. To celebrate, I went to Amvets last Saturday with my mom. I was in a boots-and-layers...