Taking back the day…

Taking back the day…

It is funny how clearly I remember August 18, 2006. I can recall the details as if the memories were a video recording, I remember exactly …

 

Journalist, Photo

Journalist, Photo

Twelve years ago  my fingers where busy dialing numbers to find out more about this career idea I had. I was desperately seeking the scoop on …

 

Letting go of the things…

Letting go of the things…

“Neeelllo,” The nasally hello would stop the ringing of the phone. I would instantly picture her, sitting in the oak dinner chair with the wicker bottom nestled …

 

A million gulps of caffeine later…

A million gulps of caffeine later…

My arms stretch up and back behind me, making a crescent moon out of my back. “Crack.” I let out an exhausted moan as I move into …

 

Finding your voice

Finding your voice

reposted from my column at Idahopa.com The hardest thing for me to deal with in my recent career change was my loss of purpose. As a …

 

Warm light and cold beer…

Warm light and cold beer…

There are two things in my life that I truly love… beer and light. All kidding aside, you really can’t have bad beer or bad light, because …

 

The song remembers when…

The song remembers when…

The 3×5 card was stained, the words smudged across it’s face, a gritty flour coating covered every inch. My grandmother’s recipe for rolls. I carefully filled my …

 

She’s Seattle. I’m Portland She’s water. I’m fire. She’s introspective and thoughtful. I’m explosive and spontaneous. She’s short with dark hair. I am tall with light hair. She hates new things. I seek out the new …

 

“Lost for a moment in the ache of old goodbyes…”

“Lost for a moment in the ache of old goodbyes…”

Photo above is me at age 6 (always a camera and a “cape”) and my kid sister who was always my sidekick. I grinned out the …

 

Rules for a happy and successful life…

Rules for a happy and successful life…

Sitting on a cold metal chair with a swish of melamine buckling me to a seat is where I sat when I realized who I …