As a kid I often ate waffles and ice cream for breakfast. Or a bowl of Lucky Charms without the milk. Or Sugar Pops, without a spoon, one sweet, sticky kernel at a time. On weekends we’d have bagels and lox and whitefish from the deli. Sometimes my father made scrambled eggs with thick round slices of Hebrew National salami, or French toast with Log...
Read MoreThe Thrill of Camp
I never went to sleepover camp as a kid. The idea of being away from home and sharing a cabin with strangers was the furthest thing from my idea of fun. But when Patti Digh announced her Design Your Life Camp, complete with inspiring speakers, art-making and a talent show, I leaped at the opportunity. Some of my favorite teachers and writers...
Read MoreLooking Back to Move Forward
Exactly one year ago I pulled my RV into the Morro Strand RV Park with the intention of staying in the RV long enough to find a house to rent. Living here, I would connect with the local Apple stores and continue to provide one on one onsite training for Mac users. My bigger why for choosing THIS area, this small beach town off the beaten path on the...
Read MoreListening In
It was a hard week last week. The stress of the weekend festival and sitting outside in the blowing winds really knocked me for a loop. Everything settled in my chest, of course, as a deep hacking cough. My body was sore, I had no appetite, my head was stuffy and I really couldn’t think clearly. All I knew was that the vendor’s life was...
Read MoreJournal from the Prayer Flag Project
Friday evening: The RV is parked and we are settling into our weekend home at the back end of the Vet’s hall parking lot in Cambria for our inaugural Community Prayer Flag festival event. My EZ-UP tent is set up, thanks to the help of one of the event coordinators, and Laddy and I are now relaxing as the sun goes down. Highway 1 is loud behind...
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