the post-thanksgivukkah weigh-in
Are there any words more frightening than that title? As I admitted to you after Thanksgivukkah last week, I indulged a little (a little? ha ha ha!) too much in my mom’s irresistible potato latkes and mandel bread.
Are there any words more frightening than that title? As I admitted to you after Thanksgivukkah last week, I indulged a little (a little? ha ha ha!) too much in my mom’s irresistible potato latkes and mandel bread.
Can you believe I’ve lived in Southern California for almost 17 years and still haven’t been to Mexico? I’m happy to say that changes today as I head to Puerto Vallarta for the North American Travel Journalists Association (NATJA) conference with my good friend, Ruth.
I was so excited when a producer from CBS This Morning contacted me to see if they could use the photos from my post yesterday for a segment about Restoration Hardware’s insane 17-pound catalog drop. “Sure,” I said. “If I can have lunch with Gayle King.”
I am such a huge fan of Midge Raymond. Not only did she turn me into a short story reader with her breathtaking collection, Forgetting English (which, by the way, received the Spokane Prize for Short Fiction) but she has helped me find practical ways to squeeze in time for my creative passions through her…
Climbing into the driver seat of the Hyundai Santa Fe felt like coming home. It felt roomy and cushy and very user-friendly. In fact, it felt a lot like my beloved Kia Sorento.