the smell of my desperation has become a stench

This isn’t Kansas anymore

I’m staying up in Mill Valley while I am out here in meetings, a city just north of San Francisco and somewhat outside of the fog. While the humidity here is nothing like it is in the South or on the East Coast, it’s different enough from Utah to feel both tropical, almost like another country. I love coming here in winter to escape the snow and inversion, but even in September it feels magical. Just look at that goddamn tree.

Off to more meetings and powerpoint presentations and discussing what bucket is in line with my wheelhouse.

No Comments

Sorry, the comment form is closed at this time.

Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

read more