Category: When the sun shines inside
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Pat Hike/Girls weekend
A few weeks ago, Pat and I went on a hike in the McDowell Mountain/Sonoran Mountain range. A beautiful 70 degree January day. ahhhhhhhh, the sun! The sun. Even in the desert, he and I are feeling a little pale. It was a good 4-5 mile hike into the range, up a saddle and down…
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Esse, By Czeslaw Milosz
Esse I looked at that face, dumbfounded. The lights of métro stations flew by; I didn’t notice them. What can be done, if our sight lacks absolute power to devour objects ecstatically, in an instant, leaving nothing more than the void of an ideal form, a sign like a hieroglyph simplified from the drawing of…
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Features Designer OF THE YEAR!
Last shameless self promotion, I promise. Here’s the official notice. The entire newsletter is about 13 pages of all the great work the studio has done this year, but for space sake, I’m posting the opener. I hope you all had a wonderful New Year’s Day! I can breathe, so that’s a positive. The weather…
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So you know what’s awesome?
My web elf completely transferred my entire site to a new host that has UNLIMITED space and now I can post whatever the eff I want LIKE A BILLION PHOTOS and NO ONE CAN STOP ME!!!!!!!! So I’m going to go a little crazy with this one and post some pics from the last few…
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It's ALIIIIIVE!!!!!
Some of you may recognize parts of this one. It was partially born here on the blog. But today, with a little tweaking, it’s reborn on Cease, Cows (an awesome flash fiction lit mag). I’m so so excited they accepted this one. This was the quickest acceptance I’ve ever had – 2 days! They got…
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Joshua Tree with my brother Joshua (and Pat and soon-to-be-sister-in-law-Cindy)
The first night, Pat and I counted a combined 25 shooting stars. When I was a little girl, someone told me that shooting stars were dying stars and for some reason that stuck in my mind despite me knowing that dying stars, stars just like our sun, become supernovas and if we were that close…
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To love and Corissa
There are people out there who say brown and black can’t mix, that silver and gold look tacky together, that a white sock simply cannot be matched with a gray and I want to say: who made all the fucking rules?! What God’s gift to humanity made all the damn lines you should not cross…
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Nailed it
Well, I did it. Freaked out the entire day, built the entire thing up in my mind and then at around 5 pm on my way home, I remembered that once (for my last job) I had to go in front of an entire audience on live television with a memorized introduction of a few…
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Mermabird
Pat commissioned this painting from my boss for my birthday. It’s hanging now above our television and I keep saying how I’ll never need to watch television again because every time I look at the painting I can’t look away. When Pat approached my boss, Audrey, he told her he wanted a small portrait of…
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Happy birthday to meeeeee!
This is how I SHOULD look by the end of the day and this is how my cubicle looked when I got into work. Best. Boss. Ever. Pat brought me coffee in bed this morning and I listened to music and took my sweet ass time getting ready. Then I took the train in and…