“I HATE HER, I HATE HER!”
That would be me. I’m the ‘HER.’
“SHE GETS A NEW PHONE AND I GET HER OLD IPHONE!
WHY CAN’T I GET A NEW PHONE?”
My eleven-year-old daughter authored this
…Author: Cheryl
August means….swimming pools ….. chasing down the ice cream truck …. concerts in the park… Of all the things I associate with August, dodging a tropical storm was nowhere near the list. Not in all the 33 years I’ve lived in Los Angeles, anyway. My area received some four inches of rain, which is considerable on
…The Sausage-Making of it All
Stooped like Quasimodo, I trudge the dusty, uphill trail, mentally listing the reasons why trekking in the heat is a dumb idea. The scorching sun makes every step a strain, but
…My Sacrifices for Art.
As I extract the weeds still stuck to my clammy palm, beads of my sweat drip onto the other greenery I’ve just plopped onto the table. I stand in admiration of my plunder, the bounty of another urban foraging escapade. I’m
…Getting Away from it All, including the Eco-Guilt
Yawn. Don’t mind me. I’m just back from a lovely road trip, and I’m not really back yet. I’ve always struggled with returning
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