A golden-haired girl who lived in a small white cottage in the mountains had a red parasol. It was supposed to be for when it rained, or when the sun was too bright, but she carried it everywhere, even on medium days when the clouds were soft in the sky and the sun was pale Read more >>

So, I leave for New York tomorrow. I’ll be back Monday. It was sort of last minute, in the sense that I knew two months ago that I would probably have to go, but I didn’t want to think about it so soon after getting back from Greece. The very idea of getting on a Read more >>

Monday I turned 27. As I understand it, that means I’ll be thirty on my next birthday. Also, happy birthday to my tattoo, which turned two that day. We went camping at Carlsbad on the bluffs overlooking the beach. It was lovely and warm, good food, sleepy fireside chats. A short trip; we came back Read more >>

See? I’m back. The terrifyingly complex problem turned out to be a permissions issue that took me exactly thirty seconds to fix once I sat down long enough to look at the logs. All better now. Now I’m upgraded and have some measure of defence against all the comment spam I’ve been getting (that you Read more >>

Achewood is singing my pain.

List of good things: 1) Godbaby has me wrapped around her little finger. “That’s good tzatziki, Godmudder.” Note to self: pick less obvious vulnerability. I am a damned sucker for two things – a wink, and a compliment to my cooking. Such a cliche. 2) Tanya Stephens “‘Tis a Pity” and “Boom Wuk”. Go download. Read more >>

Updates are still focused over at brianna.org, but I wanted to do a peek-in for ‘s birthday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCOTT), and just blow kisses at everyone, for tonight I sleep in my very first all-my-own apartment ever, and because I am so busy with wonderful work, and because I am on an island in the Read more >>

Cindy, me, Maria-Elena Originally uploaded by briannaorg. Here I am in Venice. No, really! I have uploaded pictures!

I’m in Crestline, sleeping long sleeps, eating wonderful meals outside under the trees, and letting my goddaughter crack me up with her three-year oldishness. It’s beautiful. Wish you were here.

City Market flowers Originally uploaded by briannaorg. Taken today at the City Market Coffeehouse – two years ago this week, we spent our days here learning to roast coffee before we opened our own cafe. Still haven’t packed, trying to wrap up web work. Need the money. Need the transition to “student” from “career girl”.