I'm having fun right now. Fun meaning, going thrift shopping and finding things for me that will be perfect for Fall. Sure, I'm writing short stories, essays, and always working on a book. But after years of doing JUST that, I can't do it all day, every day, hour after hour anymore. I think I burned myself out a couple years ago. And that's where vintage came in and rescued me. I found this goody last year. Like, I seriously almost hyper-ventilated when I saw it. So rare, so amazing. It feels like it's from the 1950s or 1960s. No tags or labels, so it's a guess as to the decade. It's a wool Cowichan Style Cardigan Sweater. It's so warm, the only place around here I can wear it is Lake Tahoe. Which is fine by me. And a few days ago, I found this cool tribal cardigan sweater. And it's not nearly as warm as the Cowichan, so I can actually wear this in Sacramento this year. I realize t
A little writing, a lot of parenting, and all is well.