Dreaming of a Man That’s Not My Husband

Last night I had a strange dream. It was about a man I know.


Day 3: Painting the Bathroom Green

When my husband David and I moved to LA this summer, I painted the bathroom green. Partly because I enjoy painting things, and partly for my sanity. We live in an old Lutheran Chapel across the street from UCLA. There has been a student-living situation set up here since they opened where you can live… Continue reading Day 3: Painting the Bathroom Green