I can't believe we got that hulking thing through the narrow door and into the garage. I can't believe we were able to haul it all ...

Mid-day, catching a quick bit of lunch in the midst of all my move-in chores, I sit down at my desk upstairs and flip over to facebook, and...

I get, wet, out of the shower in our new bathroom with the new blue paint and the new vanity and the new toilet and the new cabinet and the...

Goodbye bay windows and French doors. Goodbye lovely, little dinky kitchen with black and white tiles and beautiful, old wooden cabinets ...

Things that make you cry as you're packing up your life and fixing up a new house and moving out of the apartment where you've live...

It's ten o'clock at night, but we're in bed eating pizza and watching Strangers with Candy . Last pizza night in the apartment....

It's just the Baseboard Guy and me at the house. I'm on the top of a ladder in the second bedroom, painting the edges of the ceilin...

It's six o'clock on Friday evening, and I'm off to dump the last of my green tea in the break room sink and put the tea bag in t...

Stephen and I stand in the room that will someday be our bedroom: paint-splattered wood floor, army helicopter stickers on the wall, the ex...

Try to write an essay. Think about your past. Try to make connections between the person you are now and the person you were then, but the p...

I sit at my new desk, facing my new wall. It's a dry erase board. Someone put my name on it, my name and an arrow, for the computer guy...

With Cal, hanging holiday lights at the City of Books. Cal's on the ladder, jingle of the knot of keys latched to his belt loop, and I...

It's 12:30 at night, which is also 12:30 in the morning, and I'm just up from a dream to walk Nicholas in the dry icy cold, because ...

This is a little late, but I just thought to check online again, and here's an updated page on He Who Was Known as Ditka. I remember tho...

When you're moving to a new home, there are lots of adventures to be had. There's the initial discovery of this place. Runnin...

Whenever I have plans to go home to California, my nights are filled with dreams about having to come back. And food I want but never get t...

I've just started listening to Suite française on my walks to and from work. Started it on Tuesday, and my brain did what it always do...

It's ten-thirtyish and we're sitting in bed talking. I'm about to go to sleep, and he's about to get back up and have some ...

lovely sound of wild parrots out the window in the morning. watching baseball in the family room with mom and dad. studying, with maxx and ...