Part Two: Someone Slap An Unaccompanied Minor Sticker On This Bitch.

Part Two: Someone Slap An Unaccompanied Minor Sticker On This Bitch.

Click to read Part One: And Then She Began To Whistle. _ _ _ Where were we? Oh, yeah. My kids began melting and quickly, convinced we were going to miss Christmas and that it was all my fault. Naturally my response was a … Continue reading

Dating After Divorce. A Horror Story, I Mean Memoir.

Dating after divorce has to be one of the most comical experiences I’ve encountered to date. I say this only because it makes me cry less. I’ve been divorced for under a year, yet I’ve witnessed more than most soldiers on the … Continue reading

Stinson Beach: Day 2/3

Over the last few months, I often wondered how you know when you’re really over someone. Because it’s easy to fool yourself on a good day, only to feel sad again on a bad one. Yesterday I woke up a year … Continue reading

Stinson Beach: Day One.

12.4.15 I’m sitting on an airplane that feels like it’s about to shake right out of the sky. There’s so much turbulence I can’t drink my coffee without spilling it. Had this happened a year ago, I would’ve been hyperventilating and … Continue reading