I hate our landlord. My desk faces out into the courtyard towards the street, and I just watched his very large Rhodesian Ridgeback attack my downstairs neighbor’s aging pug. After he’d dragged his dog off the pug, he asked my neighbor if her dog was okay, had a whole conversation with her, and THEN kicked […]

I’ve been staring at a blank screen for about three hours now, interspersed with caramel eating, tea making, sleeve knitting, desperate eyebrow tweezing, Vanity Fair reading, and now, caramel sicking. The meeting with this brand new editor is in 13.5 hours, and if I don’t get it together between now and 10:30 tomorrow morning, things […]

…just glowing with the satisfaction of a career, that while perhaps not raking in the Gs, is actually paying the bills and rent and possible skiing weekends? Yes, ladies and gentlemen, freelancing is actually working out. Today I had an emergency (read, $$$) assignment from my regular publisher. Also got an invoice request from a […]

Beulah and I had a glorious walk yesterday, after spending far too long indoors invoicing and doing difficult sums and coming up with wrong numbers. Also dealing with evil hags who are making me FAIL IN MY NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS! HATE HER! HATE HER!
Anyhoo, it was extremely bright and cold and unbelievably windy, which made […]

Yesterday was pretty uneventful, with work, a trip across town to the Haight, and a late afternoon of cooking coq au vin in my new braiser, compliments of Little Miss Nobody.
The roux smelled heavenly. The browned chicken thighs sent the dog into a whining spasm. I helped myself to a really delicious zinfandel while I […]

Don’t you just hate it when you are carrying your 50-lb bag of Smoked Trout and Sweet Potato kibble, running for the bus, and the damned driver gives you a hassle for not having your Muni pass out and your dog’s muzzle already on? I HAD them both in my purse, but it’s hard […]

Sims and I had a killer weekend, with hikes, surfing, shopping gauntlets and beach excursions. More later, as I have to walk to the Haight to buy dog food…from Nob Hill. I’m so health-conscious, I may die.

Sarah Elizabeth Devours Sophie the Giraffe

So cute my ovaries hurt

So far, have run twice, hiked once, signed up for a yoga class, penciled in a Fair Isle course, failed utterly at South Beach (damned Holly and her chocolates), begun Simons’ raglan sweater (five inches so far), worn an apron once, and have folded my clothes instead of leaving them in a heap on the […]

You know how there are some houseguests who use up all the hot water, hog the couch and eat the last piece of cheesecake when you wanted it? Holly and Sean are not them.

Holly is sitting in my living room doing a phone interview right now, saying, “mmmm….right…right…hahaha, yes, London, right” in that particular high […]