getting my bruin on….

happy monday darlings! katie and my six chins here, freezing my face off in this new month, parked in front of my t.v. what is it, like 75 degrees out!? it’s practically canada outside. i sat around, all weekend-long, pleading with a tank-top and shorts clad hunkiest if we could turn the heater on in the house. outnumbered by warm-blooded family members, i lost the domestic thermostat battle and sulked for the rest of the weekend in thermals, wool socks, and a knit cap. last saturday night, cheering my bruins on to a win against colorado, i did manage to stay warm in my new ucla cotton sweater from hillflint. i love this brand. as much as i love a trip back to ackerman union, the ucla store never really has anything i want to wear–cue my japanese -american princess voice—their merchandise  falls apart after one wash and has a more wet-t-shirt-contest- look…


for the bulk of my life i didn’t want to be a mom. the maternal gene never made an appearance during various years of playing house, fantasizing with friends about baby names, or foreshadowing futures with new boyfriends. this all changed when i became friends with mrs. burns. i was pretty much off the fence of having children, but linda was convinced i was meant for sleepless nights, public restroom tantrums, and double recurrences of hand-foot and mouth disease. every tuesday and thursday morning in pilates, linda would recall her cameron crowe, melt-your-heart anecdotes with her twins, cameron and connor, and my frigid, icy soul would semi-warm over. but one day, she nailed me. knowing my love of reading,  she explained to me, “katie, parenthood is like reading the best book of your life, with each chapter better than the next, where you never want the book to end…….and it…