I Can Talk To The Animals: Last Day of Safari
Guess what? After two weeks photographing the animals on safari, I can hear their thoughts! Today we fly home. Blech. Last night we had our
Guess what? After two weeks photographing the animals on safari, I can hear their thoughts! Today we fly home. Blech. Last night we had our
We’re nearing the end of our trip. I’m in mourning. When traveling, I become romantic and bold. My hat sits at a jauntier angle. I
They had to pry me out of our More Quarters Hotel apartment in Cape Town by the bloody stumps of my fingers. People in Cape
Traveling can be The Agony and The Ecstasy. Just so you don’t want to garrote us for galavanting in the sub-tropical South African veld, here’s
I never understood why anyone would fly 24-hours from California to the African bush only to potentially be eaten. After three days at the
I write this missive from the veranda of the Lelapa Lodge in Madikwe. It overlooks the South African safari bush. The air is redolent of
Hello, South Africa! After a six-hour flight from Los Angles to New York, and a fourteen-hour flight from New York to Johannesburg, the eagles have
We awoke at the crack of a gnat’s ass this morning. Stumbled about preparing to depart on the first leg of our South African safari,
I Adore Gavin DeGraw Is he handsome? I’ll punch you if you say no! Does he sport a six pack? I hope so. Is he
On Wednesday, should all the stars align, my family and I will be boarding a plane DESTINATION AFRICA! I don’t really believe it. It seems
A child, who shall remain nameless — (So if you think you know which child she is, you don’t!) came home tonight from her first
I’ve been content for three days in a row. Well, I had one little shard of jealousy poke me. As I watched Girls last
At first I thought Lena Dunham (the creator, director and star of HBO’s Girls) was fat. I thought her breasts were underachievers. Her belly, with all
This week I’m focusing on teen dating abuse. Yesterday I wrote about a former classmate who was murdered by her boyfriend after she broke
I’ve been planning my 30th high school reunion, searching high and low for class of 1983 graduates. This has brought up a lot of
It’s That Time of Year Again! I woke up yesterday and did what I usually do this time of year, which is check to see
Henry is outside as I type this, reading the first draft of a book I’m writing. It was quiet out there when I entered. His
When I was a kid my parents didn’t talk to me about sex. At eight, when I asked my mom what a condom was, she
I’m back! Wait .. whaddaya mean you didn’t know I was gone? Didn’t your world feel a little bit empty? Wasn’t it harder to laugh,
Hello, dear fellow humans. I have not felt like updating and writing. I’ve felt like eating Christmas cake cookies and drinking egg nog spiked with
This was my last Christmas letter as a single woman, clinging by a very thin thread to the fabric of sanity. January Love: Boyfriend of
Hello my Dearest Readers, Thank you so much for reading! I just found out my book, Into The Child: 40 Weeks in the Gestational Wilderness,
My friend Bethany kept falling in lust with men at her office. This would’ve been fine, except that she was in a seventeen-year marriage with
I’m happy today. What the hell am I going to blog about? Oh, Happiness how you foil my creativity! How soft and sloppy you make
Henry and I spend too much money all year round. He’s a groceries hoarder. If you came to our house and opened our refrigerator, you
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