Hiking Yoga + the Art of Procrastination

I am dragging my feet this morning. I have a stack of paperwork to conquer to figure out how to get transform these lovely people legally into my lovely tenants.  Can’t I just call someone to come over and figure all of this out for me? I made a “husband...

Clay Pigeons, Photographs + Judgmental Looks

What are, “Three things that can be shot at Ben Avery Shooting Range,” Alec. Correct answer. I found myself walking a clay pigeon shooting range course with Adam and Matt yesterday, using the Best airsoft guns and shotguns to shoot those clay birdies out...

Dominos Fall

Friday, I got the sign off on a good job in Colorado. This meant happy hour at our favorite local haunt — Four Peaks. Saturday, I met the future tenants on my little home. I’m tiding up a few pieces of my life in Arizona that have remained gray far too...

Organizing

I have a lot of jewelry. I’d guess the sum total value of all of it is less than $200, but the sentimental value of the beads I traded for on the streets of Bamenda, the earrings I brought back from the Philippines, my grandmother’s turquoise bracelet...

“I Will Miss Your Lectures”

I came to work today to find my office door decorated with goodbyes: They included a hilarious and sweet mix of sentimental goodbyes, including my favorite — from Debbie: “I will miss your lectures about my over-consumption of gummy bears. Diabetics should...

A Tempe Afternoon

  Patio, sunshine, breeze, cucumber water, sandals and lots of time to admire the mayhem that is Mill Avenue. Spring fever is in full effect at ASU. You need go no further than this central Tempe corridor to see bikinis, skateboarders, folks lollygagging on...

Point and Shoot

I splurged on a point and shoot camera a couple weeks ago. It’s tiny, silver and fits in the pocket of most pants. I purchased this camera to take on hikes, long runs and to keep every day in my purse with the SLR is just too much to lug around. And I’m so...

Toward

I’ve mentioned before I’m writing a dating memoir — a collection of the more hilarious and bizarre moments I’ve had during the last ten years. Some are so painfully funny, they are hard to tell without crying in fits of laughter. Others are...

Weaver’s Needle

We’ve had crazy weather in Phoenix this spring, including uncharacteristically cool and rainy nights the last few days. After a lengthy hike on the Peralta Trail in the Superstitions, we reached Weaver’s Needle Sunday morning to find it dusted with snow....

Pre-Emptive Struck

Last night I met the bowling goon squad for an early spin on the lanes; we’re scheduled to bowl this weekend, but everyone is busy. I’ve spent four years bowling with this group one Saturday a month. What began as Adam’s passion became a great way...