And we all stayed home . . .

Every summer there was a flurry of excitement when we started seeing Circus Vargas posters around town. 

I always found mangoes to be quite mysterious.

I first met Lumpy when I heard teenage boy laughter coming from Jake’s room. 

December through February is always a struggle for me.

R Heath Davis III was a long time friend of mine.  It took thirty  years before the reason he was in my life was revealed to me.

Just like skydiving I have always had a desire to go backpacking.

I love puzzles as much as I love books, chocolate and wine. 

I have always been afraid of teenagers.

You walk like a duck with a stick up your ass.

We were devoted bleacher bums, my brother and I. 

The priest’s voice drones on and I feel the familiar sensations - the slight buzzing in my head and the dizziness.

Down around their butts, that’s how the teenage boys wore their pants if any of you raised your children in the 90s.

A Skunk Ape got my husband.

The other day I read about a little girl who fell to her death through a hole in the Golden Gate Bridge.

Fay and Jeannie are best friends.  You might not know it if you approached them in the hall. 

The green beast rose up over the Big Mac counter, was partially hidden by the hamburger grill and was situated just north of the french fry machine.

I didn’t even know what Arbor Day was before the day my fourth grade teacher announced that some lucky student could win a tree! 

I once read that the first child in a family is either artistic or academic. 

When I first met Jon at Camp Starlight he shared that for awhile he had worked as a wedding photographer.