Autumn & the Schoolkids (#149)

When we bought a new house, the kids from the middle school across the street invaded. Every day at 3 PM, skateboarders, flower-pickers, and nose-pickers hung out on our steps. They played with the sprinklers and left trash.

My husband Andy declared war. He lost. He wanted me to continue the battle.

I couldn’t think of anything I wanted to do less than yell at a bunch of recalcitrant, hormonal tweens. Continue reading Autumn & the Schoolkids (#149)

Andy Versus the Schoolkids (#148)

 

Andy thought the squirrels were bad -- until the school kids arrived.
Andy Takes Aim

When Andy and I decided to move, we fell in love with a particular area in the South Bay. It had sidewalks and sat under an undeveloped hill.

It was expensive. Out of our budget – until a tiny house across from a middle school went on the market.

Some of the brick landscaping.
Some of the brick landscaping and rose bushes.

The house had a huge backyard and gorgeous brick landscaping, but it didn’t sell immediately – unheard of in the South Bay. Apparently families that wouldn’t mind living next to a school didn’t want to fit into a house under 1200 square feet with only two bedrooms. Continue reading Andy Versus the Schoolkids (#148)

Over the Moon (#147)

My Chinese-American husband grew up in Hawaii, then moved to Los Angeles. Not only did he not care about different seasons, I’m not even sure he knew what they were until I took him to New Hampshire and Washington D.C.

His immigrant family wasn’t big on holidays, either, whether American or Chinese. The man didn’t even have a Christmas stocking until I gave him one. Continue reading Over the Moon (#147)

Backing the Wrong Horse (#146)

When I first worked in the Entertainment Industry, I was the Executive Assistant to the Empress of International Sales. Her lover was the CEO of our production company.

Hollywood is messy like that.

Both my boss and her boss/partner grew up riding horses. My boss even talked about riding her horse to school. For real.

I’m a city girl. Continue reading Backing the Wrong Horse (#146)

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