Part 1 (2016): That moment when you’re exhausted—on your 17 hour workdays stretching out for weeks—but must run in to buy your catholes their Soulistic at Petco in Sugar House and they open a new register with “I can help the next customer in line over here on 3” and even though you are that… Read More Abstracted clarity
And I’m walking Kora in downtown Salt Lake City, close to the big temple. It’s the last two days I’m sitting for her family because they’re moving to Park City so I am feeling that—saying goodbye to Kora as well as Twix and Breezy—and confronting the dynamic nature of life and the beauty inherent in… Read More Many different leaves
“Caturday is basically where the spirit’s moved you so powerfully the only thing you can think of to do is demand that humanity worship you.” (Dolly seemed to be clinging to her bed with such ferocity last Saturday that it looked like she might be having a religious experience)
The moment you realize your once-dark hair kinda seems like it’s starting to say “fuck it.” Come on, guys. Keep it together. Not now.
Cheeky had a little catnip before playtime and the last face she makes here titled this video “That Friday night moment when your head flings back with rage and you scream at the couch, ‘Bitch, you did not just do that!’” I think we’ve all been there.
At Jack the kitty’s house, the sun goes down nearly directly above the point at which I-80 moves towards my home state of California, landing itself near Truckee, in the high mountains, before beginning descent into foothills and finally, the Central Valley. If we jetted south before entering CA, we could wind ourselves into Lake… Read More I-80 into memories
Last night at the theater watching Mamma Mia again, my youngest, Livy, reached over the seat in a poignant part to grab my hand and in the dark I looked to her and her mouth moved in words of gratitude, telling me that, as a mother, I’d always been there for her. And as the… Read More Rainbows