NPM – 22 of 30

Christmas Day what I remember: walking to Starbucks with my sister & her husband tripping and falling flat on my face into a yard on the way home when I told my dad I’d fell, the way he took my hand, patted it, made sympathetic noises knowing it would be my dad’s last Christmas not…

Walking Weekend in San Diego

I haven’t been in my car since I got home from work on Friday afternoon. I love weekends like this. I slept in (for me) on Saturday, getting up a little after 8 am. I got dressed and went to my favorite French cafe where I worked on poems and a little work. I stayed…

Vacation – day 8: Methil => Kirkcaldy => Aberdour => Edinburgh

We were happy to leave Methil. I didn’t sleep much, though my sleep was okay during its 5 hours. And, weirdly, my sleep machine kind of broke in the morning. The button to turn it off stopped functioning, so I can still use it but I have to plug/unplug to turn it on/off. So that’s…

Vacation – day 6: Allandale => Glasgow

I woke up when I rolled off the twin bed and nearly crashed to the floor. It was around 8 am. Thinking back, I really can’t say how I didn’t knock my head on the side table. I was somehow able to wake up midair and think to put my foot down to stop myself…

Vacation – day 3: Edinburgh => Inverness

I woke up around 7:30 am and searched for a place to go get some coffee. I thought about having the hotel breakfast again (not sure if I could have since I was checking out), but then I thought to myself, “Lizzie, you are in Edinburgh, go see what you can see!” So I located…

Vacation – day 2: Edinburgh

After a solid 8 1/2 hours sleep (with only a couple wake-ups not knowing where I was at first), I was ready to take on Edinburgh. But first I took advantage of the free breakfast I got with my room here. I opted for some of what they offered in their buffet: scrambled eggs, a…

Vacation – day 1: LAX => London => Edinburgh

I am certain I’ve written about this concept before but international travel = time travel. I got on a plane in Los Angeles at 3:30 pm on Saturday, April 28. Technically 24 hours later, I was strolling through the streets of Edinburgh. But was it 24 hours? The flight to London was 10 hours, then…

NPM – 19 of 30

Teddy I reach for him almost every night a relic from my childhood he’s never left my side with an unimaginative name and nothing really cuddly about him he is still my comfort when I was little and had amassed a menagerie of stuffed animals a coven of dolls my mother thought of an idea…

Dad’s 78th

Yesterday was a tough day. April 21 is the day my dad was born back in 1940. He would have been 78 yesterday.  This post came up on my FB memories yesterday from 2016: 6 years ago, my mom, dad, sister, her kid & her husband met up in Las Vegas to celebrate my dad’s…