Re: Joan Rivers
In high school (in Minnesota), I was voted “Most Likely to Be The Next Joan Rivers.”
Also, “Most Likely to Go to New York Only to Begin Every Sentence With ‘Well, in New York….’”
Well, in New York….
Party tricks. M. & Sheetal the St. Bernard in their West Village home. Autumn 1974.
(M.’s mom says that when he was just a year old, he would call to Sheetal to come stand next to his crib. Then M. would climb aboard and ride to freedom.)
A satisfied customer. In my grandparents’ backyard in Chicago. Summer 1985.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Waylon Jennings, “Are You Sure Hank Done It This Way”
Some days you gotta put on your boots and march.
…
Make that some lives.
We’ve been through a lot, my family and me, and I love them more with every thump of my heart.
Thump thump THUMP thump.
Amazing feats of acro-yoga!
I woke up to a sweet surprise: my cousin Renee taught the twins my name! (Well, Echo says “No-WAY!” but close enough.)
Don’t bring anything nice here…Niko ate half a stick of butter yesterday and then smeared the other half on the floor, her pants and my netbook. I was NOT happy.
My cousin Renee, reporting from our aunt’s house in Burbank, where I’m headed tomorrow for a long weekend. Niko is 20 months old and very advanced for her age (who says you’ve gotta be two to suffer a case of the Terrible Twos?).
LA-area friends: we are packing up my aunt’s things for a big move across the country and we’re having a HUGE AWESOME GARAGE SALE on Saturday. She has some amazing works of art, furniture, etc. (I’m sure I’ll be bringing home a few pieces!)
I’ll post details on Friday. Come out! (Promise it’ll be worth a trip to the Valley.)
Here I am, stomping grapes for wine, in December of 2000. My uncle and aunt in Santa Barbara made wine for a few years (then they started making awesome kids).
It’s true.
(Some days more than others.)
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