Wrangler Dani

I might have mentioned this before, but I was a little lonely when I first came to Orange County. I mean, wow, I have no (nearby) friends and no money

“…I’m tired and I wanna go to bed/I had a little drink about an hour ago/and it went right to my head…” When I was kid, I heard this song

I’m little, and the edge of the couch just catches my inordinately long legs at the calf, causing my feet to stick out, shoelaces drooping with the tiredness of a

Independence Day. That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Whoever thought up the 4th of July on a Friday, plus giving Monday off to our sad little over-worked selves is a saint.

Hello, my friends. It’s Friday. That means that I’m in that crazy-tired, can’t-wait-to-go-home, but-still-kinda-actually-have-a-lot-to-do-at-work funk that leaves only one option for my over-caffeinated brain. Blogging is the answer. Always. Val

Just the word itself makes me cringe. Lonely speaks of a silent telephone, entering a crowded room and remaining anonymous, of small joys and unshared hopes. It’s one thing to

Work has been stressful lately. That’s really all I need to say, because recounting the stress simply serves to remind me of the stress, which simply serves to make the

Hello, my faithful readers! Today is Friday. We all know what that means – our poor little selves get to bounce between the exhaustion of finally being done with another

In honor of it’s being Monday, and the joy that comes with Mondays, (especially ones that your teacher friends have off,) I’ve chosen Grumpy for today’s dwarf. I know he’s

Scene: Coffee Shop at Christmastime, complete with flocked tree in the corner, lights around the windows, clientele in red sweaters, and Christmas-y flavored lattes. *** A man and a woman