So, the title of each post needs work. Monday morning here in LA (ok. honesty comes first...the barrio of North Hollywood. YES! I actually live here, alone, without a dog and NO, I'm not afraid to walk around at night or come home after say 8PM) and it was actually foggy and overcast for a while....I felt so much more at home!! The relentless sun and heat is actually kind of depressing once you hit the holidays. It's rather surreal...
I head out to Arizona on Thursday morning to see my family. We are a small, crazy bunch. Last week we discovered that my brother in law has a hole in his heart. My sister then proceeded to get kicked in the face by one of her horses. (The one that my mother is part owner of....just sayin'). She's broken but doing well! I am going out, in spite of the fact that I hate holidays in general and Thanksgiving in particular, to give them both a hug and to do yoga with my niece, the love of my life. See photo. Until then, dancing, acting and making jewelry. I've a sore throat (connected I'm sure to my decision to brave the family craziness) so singing is on hold.....
