I began working in Property Management at age 29. I remember thinking that I had a “responsible person” job, and felt like a grown-up for the first time. That feeling could have easily turned into “old-person”. I’ve seen it happen. The older I get, the more I see people my age making comments about young people. Kids. Millennials. They might as well be referring to … Continue reading Ms. Aranda’s Whippersnappers
Kids today will never know the struggle to get the music they love. They will never hold their Toot-A-Loop radio up to their Panasonic tape recorder to try and record the latest song by the Commodores. They will never sit for hours in front of their stereo, hand poised over the “record” button, waiting for the new Led Zeppelin song to come on the radio. … Continue reading Old Time Rock and Roll
I recently spent some time in San Francisco. I know I have declared myself a New York Girl, but I wanted to show the West Coast some love. I hadn’t been back in quite a while, and after this trip, I felt the need to offer some helpful advice to anyone who may be considering a trip to the City By The Bay (you’ve got … Continue reading “The City”
In the dusty-pink morning, I tiptoe across the freshly-washed pool deck, dragging a lounge chair to the edge of the chilly hotel shadow. I stretch out on the cool cushions, kick off my flip-flops and lean back…sipping my super-big, extra-shots, lotsa-foam, Cappu-salvation. The strip is deliciously quiet…the inexperienced, the hungover and the lucky all tucked away in bed, and the sinners buried somewhere in the … Continue reading Day 3
I used to spend time wondering why I am as accident-prone as I am. I mean, I’m not sad about it, but I AM curious. I finally came to the conclusion that my accidents are designed to make other people feel better about themselves. Why else would I feel the need to share? Other than writing about the accidents themselves, I wish I was able … Continue reading Title TBD
I had a very stressful night last night, and got less than four hours of sleep, so I was a walking zombie most of today. When I got home, I grabbed two Lindt Chocolate Truffles (because it was either those or tequila for dinner tonight). I opened one and popped it in my mouth. I unwrapped the second one, but the animals were needing attention … Continue reading Great Balls of Lindt
I took my klutz status from amateur to professional in 1978. By the time I left college, I was ready for the Olympics (should a “Klutz” event ever present itself, I am certain to take the gold). I am covered in scars. But some carry more weight than others. I have a small scar on my shin from when I fell onto my best friend’s … Continue reading I Got This While Juggling Knives
Phoenix must have had a Drunk Dallas Designing Women Seminar and a Douchey Dallas Dudes Golf Tournament simultaneously, and everyone was headed home on MY flight! Before takeoff, the guy behind me starts chatting up the chick next to him, and HE clearly thinks he’s awesome. I’m in hell. They begin talking (loudly) about the most mundane crap. He makes a comment about raising teenagers, … Continue reading PHX -> DAL
Romance doesn’t flourish in exhaust-filled parking garages or bloom curbside at the airport. Long hugs and lingering kisses are a thing of the past. Now, they are monitored and in some cases, signs are posted regarding the amount of time allowed for public displays of affection. There used to be something special about walking off an airplane and scanning the waiting crowd until you found … Continue reading Dear Justin, At least my toes are sexy.
Two things about those funnel cakes. They are irresistible. And it always seems to be breezy during the Fair. So there you are, holding this heavy pastry on a paper plate that is already saturated with grease. You hold the plate with one hand while the other hand tries to “neatly” break off a bite-sized piece. But soon, all hopes of handling this in a … Continue reading Cake in Funnel Form
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