So this week I’m in LA for work and of course the conversation invariably turns to celebrity sightings and all manner of brief brushes with fame. It turns out one of my colleagues has an impressive collection of relatively well-known friends, including the author of a series of children’s books…
I distinctly remember my first swim lessons. My teacher at La Madrona had a huge straw hat and she made me lay on my back a lot and I was completely freaked out. All I remember is looking up at a lot of sky and straw hat. I don’t think…
At school the teachers have coined him “Nate the Great.” It’s pretty cute. This past fall, I was visiting Jacob’s classroom and was lucky enough to cross paths with Helen. Helen is the most cherubic, rosy cheeked little girl. She has two older brothers and one time I recognized her…
This past week I finally got my act together and signed-up the entire family for swim lessons. I was talking to a colleague at work and she asked me, “Why do you all need to go?” I had a fun time explaining to her that there was no way I…
I just got back from six (adjective omitted) days in Las Vegas. Business. At least four of those I never saw daylight. And on Thursday we were given the generous gift of a free day. As I sat in St. Mark’s Square, sipping my cappuccino made at a gelato stand…
Somehow I was lucky enough to marry a man who studied color theory and design and fonts and typography. He can argue value and saturation and hue with the best of them. Honestly, it’s invaluable having a life partner who actually knows the difference between greenish blue and bluish green. …
Last night I spent some time trying to get the majority of my pictures off my computer and uploaded to the Internet. It’s my personal disaster recovery plan. In any case, I came across a couple of photos I’d forgotten about… and I started to notice a theme. First, there…
As I think I’ve mentioned, Jacob James is a talker. A chatterbox. An orator. An adept conversationalist. What I especially enjoy is when he picks up on some word or phrase and begins using it at every opportunity. One such word was “never.” He started using it with such frequency…
It’s still January, so documenting a few Christmas vacation highlights doesn’t seem that out of place. No, I didn’t make any new year’s resolutions about timely blogging. Should I? Hmmm, don’t answer that. * On Christmas Eve, we put out our cookies and chocolate milk for Santa. I was told…
All right. It’s time. We still have a few minor things to finish in the kitchen (no, that blue painter’s tape is not a design statement), but ultimately I think we can officially state: The Kitchen Is Done! And so even though I’d like James to take some of his…