Since the discovery of a “SID’S Baby Furniture” in Los Angeles in 1992, I’ve found the names of things interesting. (And SID’S? Baby Furniture? Who didn’t do their research?) Then there’s Sum Yung Guy Chinese, and the famous “Donut Touch” here in San Diego. Talk about compelling advertising. THAT donut shop obviously knows something we…Continue Reading
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PROMPTuesday #11: The Infomercial
This week, please humor me by writing an infomercial for this product: OK, go! (But first: Are you going to make this an infomercial for a super-duper jumbo turbo vibratron? Really? Me too!) Well, before you proceed, here are the “rules” (YAWNNNN): You must write your entry in 10 minutes. This…Continue Reading
It Never Quite Goes Away, Pt. 3
Part 1 Here. Part 2 Here. Far From the End So he’s trembling on my doorstep, clutching a ridiculous and probably stolen, bottle of wine. He’s sweat-soaked, too, which I discover is because he walked the 16 miles to my apartment in the late August sun. I’m surprised to see him, really, I…Continue Reading
Live and Let Live
I’ve been blogging since 2001. For many years, I remained content to write in my little corner of the universe, rarely reaching out to other bloggers and vice versa. In fact, I never promoted my blog, included its link in comments, or spoke about it much at all. Part of my seclusion arose from the…Continue Reading
It Never Quite Goes Away, Con’t
Intro to the Craziest Story on Earth In the Middle I returned to my friends at the bar, exactly at closing time. I clutched the artist’s phone number in my fist, and swooned in the back seat of the car, bedazzled and buzzing. That night he called to be sure I made it…Continue Reading
It Never Quite Goes Away
This past PROMPTuesday, I wrote a little snippet about someone hiding under my bed. In the story, this person was an undesirable someone. A someone you’d most definitely NOT want to find lurking under your bed. And it really happened. A lot really happened those 12 years ago, stuff that I’m going to…Continue Reading
You Can’t Always Get What You Want
Every morning now as I prepare her breakfast, Booger asks me for “sumting elf.” Not a species of fairfolk, no, rather, two-year-oldese for “something else.” So when it comes to food, a play destination, or outfits, I’m a magician with a hat, hoping to pull a rabbit or flying gerbil from the depths in an…Continue Reading
The Girls Are Back in Town
I went to a San Diego Blog Bitches dinner last night, and all I got was this lousy link to the most hysterical recap ever. I was going to post my own summary, but there’s no way I’m following this act.
Into the Void
The other day, I pushed learning-to-swim Toots into the pool. I know, I know. It’s just that she wanted desperately to jump off the edge into the shallow end (I’m not a total monster), hesitating time and again, yearning to jump, really struggling with herself and her fear of the unknown. And, suddenly, I…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #10: Dream Book
Welcome to PROMPTuesday! Glad you’re here. So, lucky number 10, huh? Right? Holy cridoodle. There’s been 10 PROMPTuesdays already! You’re all growing up right before my eyes. Soon, you’ll be pouring whiskey into Clinique trial hairspray bottles and sneaking into the janitor’s bathroom during your high school homecoming game to get buzzed. But you’ll forget…Continue Reading
100 Degrees and Rising
Management regrets to inform you that San Diego Momma has dissolved into a puddle of gelatinous body tissue, unresolved neuroses, and iced Soy Lattes. We’re working on putting her back together bigger, stronger, and faster than before. Well, maybe not bigger. But definitely without a vagina.
Note to Playtex’s R&D Dept.: More Grip, Less Glide
Lots of frolicking on the beach today! People everywhere! Toddlers running, kids romping, teens lounging. Wow! Just throngs of humanity. And you, there in the thick of it all, real close to the beach, up front where everyone can see you, just gallivanting, gallivanting. Splashing to and fro, chasing your kids, jumping up and down.…Continue Reading
