When Jon and I were living in Los Angeles so very long ago we tortured ourselves three times a week by running a public staircase in Santa Monica. I think I’ve talked about the staircase before, but in case I haven’t or in case you care, I’ll tell you that there are 175 stairs on [...]
Now wait a minute, people. I knew about the cold weather and the liquor laws and the dry air, so dry that by 3am every morning the pointy boogers in my nose form a barricade so impenetrable the airflow through my body is involuntarily re-routed through my mouth in one harrowingly gigantic gasp for life. [...]
Oh my God, I live in Utah.
So we’re packing up and getting ready to go, and Jon is leaning over the luggage trying to rearrange all of our tall clothing. And my five year old niece is just standing there behind Jon taking everything in and looking a tad confused when she looks at me, looks back at Jon hunched over [...]