If I had these lashes, I would be happy. Boisterous even! Boy is there a lot going on with me right now. Boiling, toiling, embroiling, a lot. So true to form, I am going to go fluffy. Because it distracts me from the heavy stuff and I’m nothing else but avoidant. The…Continue Reading
Archives for October 2010
PROMPTuesday #127: Either/Or
Write a story about a vice. Not a vise. Or a vise. You know. We’re pretty open over here at PROMPTuesday. Please post your response in the comments and write about it on your blog and leave me the link. First time to PROMPTuesday? Read a bit about it here.…Continue Reading
Glass on the Inside
This is my PROMPTuesday submission for today. He sat in a shredded leather recliner, something shabby he’d hauled from apartment to apartment for 20 years. The chair faced a mirror, an ages-old oxymoronic gold flaked monstrosity so out of place among the chipped wood tables and leaning bookcases that populated his tiny one-bedroom like…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #126: Mirror, Mirror
Today’s creative writing prompt: Look in the mirror for one full minute. Don’t flinch or look away. Now close your eyes. What words come? Write them down. Perchance, tell a story using those words. Please post your response in the comments and write about it on your blog and leave me the…Continue Reading
Good Skin Deal
Guess what? San Diego Momma readers get $15 off their first visit at the Vasseur Skin Salon and Spa (mention San Diego Momma blog when scheduling) and/or $10 off your first online product order at www.vasseurskincare.com (use code SANDIEGOMOMMA at checkout). It’s too cool. I love the Day 25 cream and the Foaming Cleanser.…Continue Reading
Creative Alliance #10: Good Soul Vibrations
What do you say when it’s time to make a change? If you’re lucky you don’t say anything. You just do the thing you’re supposed to do and stop doing the thing you’re not. Again and again, until new habits are born, stick, and stay. There’s no hemming and hawing, kicking or screaming,…Continue Reading
The Road Taketh, The Road Giveth
Today I leave for Los Angeles to attend this wonderful thing, and it’s been a long time. A long time since I’ve made the drive alone from San Diego to Los Angeles and back again and vice versa. I’ve driven that stretch of road connecting two lives for more than 20 years. Some years I’m…Continue Reading
Do Yourself a Favor. Ignore Me Completely.
All I got today? Half-started posts. Drafts. Nothing. Like so: ************************************************************************************************** Well it’s happened. I’m starting to think in 140 characters or less. Talk that way. Listen that way. Write that way. Between my two preferred modes of communication — Twittering and texting — I’m completely losing my…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #125: The Station Wagon
I learned to drive in this gem. But my ride was maroon and with more imaginary glitter. We didn’t travel far when I was a kid. I grew up mainly in the Midwest, so most of our trips were via our wood-sided Estate station wagon to exotic locales like Minneapolis and Janesville, Wisc.…Continue Reading
The Candle
If there’s one thing I know about myself it’s that I need prodigious reflection time, decompression moments, emotional detoxification. I once thought of myself as social and outgoing, but I see now that I have to retreat and remove myself from the goings-ons for mental clarity and renewed energy. I go full bore for a…Continue Reading
Me vs. Nobody
I have a nemesis. Sure enough, she doesn’t actually know I’m all up in her grill, but I’m obsessed. OBSESSED, I’m telling you. It’s unhealthy. I know. I talk to my husband about her almost daily, saying “read this!” and “can you believe she said that?” and “who does she think she is?” and…Continue Reading
Why I Could Never Run for Public Office
My maid’s name is “Leticia, Mistress of the Border Crossing.” My last vote was for Adam Lambert. Leticia and I have a daughter together. No we don’t. Yes we do. No we don’t. I’ll let the maternity test speak for itself. Oh look at that! Yes we do. It was the ’80s!…Continue Reading