I’m spending this gorgeous cold and windy autumn day ignoring the mountain trails calling my name. Orange and yellow leaves are coating my favorite hiking trails in a rainbow of falls brilliant colors this November Saturday and I’m curled up on the couch with my man and a carmel vodka spiked latte. It’s Breeders Cup …
I read online this morning that Donald Trump is thinking about choosing Sarah Palin as his running mate. That would work out really excellent for me as I can totally rock the Sarah Palin Halloween costume, and I even have bangs this year! If The Donald were to choose Sarah Palin as his running mate …
I grew up I’m a forest full of trees. My home was chock in the middle of the San Bernardino National Forest. My street emptied into fields of Live Oaks, Jeffrey Pines and cedar trees. Pussy Willows sprouted as weeds do lush and every where along the trickling creek bed. I grew up hiking …
To this day I cannot eat a Cliff Bar. I blame THAT on the Sierras. Altitude sickness is no fun. Neither is explosive diarrhea 15 miles from the nearest bathroom. Oh believe me, I lived through that shit. Literally. It began with a backpacking trip in Southern California. Sounds simple enough. Add 6 friends. Try …
Rainy days were meant for blogging in front of a roaring fire. This been a pretty phenomenal rainy day. All day long as I sit in my cabin in front of a roaring fire enjoying this amazing fall weather, friends and family have been texting to tell me they saw my column in the local newspaper. …