It's taken me a long time to process this. A few days to watch it filter through the tabloids, the press, the online reports. You know you're irrevocably tied to this business when things become more real to you the more you see them in print. I think I've still been holding back from people, from posting, from life until I finally saw it through ( Read more... )

I think I'm walking through life in a kind of a daze, dragged off to London without really paying attention, trotting back to LA without forethought, and my head always three steps ahead of the rest of me and wandering off like a sugar-loaded toddler who just slipped his mallwalking harness. I think that the people I talk to must be convinced I'm ( Read more... )

Mother's Day is a very strange holiday to be having minor angst about. I didn't manage to get to speak to my mother, so I don't know if Mom got her card and present or not. I've been thinking about motherhood a lot more lately - not so much as applies to me specifically, but in general today. Sometimes I think if we knew what being a parent was ( Read more... )

I'm never going missing again. Ever ( Read more... )

( Not what you think, but still a pain in my ass. )

I'm back, but with no idea of what to say, other than it's time to make some changes. I may start with the AIM name - it's easy and doesn't require drastic life upheaval ( Read more... )

The grandmother I actually knew well when I was growing up was my Nana on my mother's side. Nana is tiny, smaller even than me, with a face that age kissed rather than bludgeoned and quick hands. Nana is an expert cook, and is probably where I got my love of cuisine, and she taught her grandchildren poems as soon as we were able to speak clearly ( Read more... )

Time to kill, more than a week of it. Do I hide out in New York? Do I run home to the loving arms of Los Angeles? Do I scout London early? Do I give in and go to live a life in Vegas that will stay in Vegas? Do I hop from plane to plane, jet-setting to try to taste a little of everything ( Read more... )

Right now, I'm doing a lot of frivolous things in the guise of work. I attended a store opening, I've gotten my hair freshly cut and styled in anticipation of the Beauty Shop premiere, and I gave myself a pedicure. I also babysat a friend's four-year-old and exhausted myself with Fun in the Park. I was told the story of making Snowman Town while I ( Read more... )

The price of pretending to be Irish: a day for dark glasses, quiet sounds, and a glare at the colder weather, which always makes my hangovers worse. I'm not sure my newfound laxness about drinking liquor was a good idea; I have all the alcohol tolerance of an anorexic goldfish. It was fun while it lasted, but I think I'm going back to relative ( Read more... )