Nate’s World 2

On my birthday I woke-up early of my own accord.  Kind of normal but usually I gauge the time based on how many rooster wake-up calls I’ve endured.  Where was the cock-a-doodle-doing?  Must be a special bout of birthday luck.  I didn’t give it much thought and enjoyed my first…

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JC

As I think I’ve mentioned, after school car rides are the best time to get all the hot goss.  I especially hear a lot of stories on Mondays and Wednesdays, when I’m in charge of getting Nate and Cruz to Mustangs practice. Last week Nate casually mentions they “kind of had…

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Scare Farm

This past Saturday, Jake mentioned something called the Scare Farm happening that night.  I heard eighth graders and Halloween and I gathered it was going to be like a haunted house, but on a farm… how very San Luis Obispo.  Our neighbor, Mckinley, was in town and she oriented me to…

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Clogs

This morning we took a drive to the Elfin Forest for a morning boardwalk walk and some Thai food.  The boys are in the backseat and my potential future birthday present comes up as a topic of conversation.  Nate usually goes straight to the purse theory.  Always a solid supposition.  But…

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Rooster Creek

During the last few days of August, I traveled to San Diego for my first-ever work conference COVID-style.  It was energizing, productive, and my vaccine held up.  I’m not quite sure how it came up, but at some point I mentioned Rooster Creek. What exactly is Rooster Creek you might ask?  It…

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The Countdown

Earlier this year JJ gave me my first warning.  It went something like, “Mom.  You have one more year of reading and then it’s done.”  I’ve blocked out the exact words and the exact timing as one does when stabbed directly in the heart with a blunt baby spoon found…

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Nate’s Ten

My dearest Nate, It’s seriously September and you know what that means?  Time for Mama’s belated birthday letter attempting to capture just what ten-year-old Nate is like.  This year I’m going for a new Day-in-the-Life format.  You know, fourteen thousand steps in your shoes… you’ll see. 7:00AM: You stumble from your bed, Kramer-style,…

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B-a-n-a-n-a-s

Earlier this summer we took a short detour from the Survivor Marathon we’re on to watch the latest season of Top Chef.  Or Top Escallop as I like to say.  At some point there was a frustrated Italian contestant named Fabio who was griping about another chef named Jamie, of course, “All…

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Happy Birthday

Dear Papa, Today’s your birthday.  I think you’d be turning 67.  Pretty sure you were never 100% sure and I’m not 100% sure so we’re even.  Ha!  We think about you all the time.  Nonna told me she saw River twice today.  Certainly doesn’t seem like a coincidence. I’ve been…

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Back to School

The Central Coast is not exactly a hotbed for new, diverse dining experiences.  So when something new shows-up… I.  Am.  On.  It.  One such place is the chicly designed Paso Robles Public Market.  For the record, it’s infinitely more attractive design-wise than the not yet opened SLO Public Market.  But I’m…

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