Author: Lela

Calmly walk into a room with a dog in it and she might wag her tail and come up to lick your hand. Calmly walk into a room with a cat in it and if you’re lucky, your existence might be acknowledged. Calmly walk into a room with an unprepared rabbit in it, and you… Continue reading Living with “food”

Ben and I are now proud parents. Our first child has turned out to be much fuzzier than I would have expected, and his ears, well, he would do best to wear a hat in public if he doesn’t want people staring. He is already eating whole raw carrots, which I’m glad about because his… Continue reading The new addition

A good conscience is a continual Christmas. –Ralph Waldo Emerson We’re reaching the end of the line now, folks. At this point it’s too late to order gifts over the internet without paying shipping fees that cost more than the items themselves. Stores are packed with people and sadly short of desirable presents. You’ve got… Continue reading Lela’s Favorites, part II

A few weeks ago Ben and I sat in a small Mexican restaurant drinking disappointing margaritas and discussing, what else, but the Mormon Church.  In particular we were talking about how the church encourages each member to speak before the congregation at least once. For someone like me, who couldn’t wait until the next public… Continue reading About Charity

The Holiday season is upon us and I know what you are thinking, “What are Lela’s favorite things for Christmas 2008?”  I’m sure the questions began in early October as a tiny gnawing sensation in your stomach (or was that the tapeworm?) and it’s now become a full-blown, fingernail-biting fiesta of unbridaled curiosity consuming your… Continue reading Lela’s Favorites 2008

In September of 2008 three San Franciscans disappeared (for the night) into Preston Castle near Ione, California, while hunting for ghosts…A few months later Diana finally handed over her journal so Lela could post it on myspace… [Because this journal changed hands throughout the night, names of the writers will be posted above the section… Continue reading The Preston Castle project

Long, long ago (1994) in a land far, far away (about 30 miles), Lela was enjoying her last day as a sixth grader at Sequoia Middle School. The choir teacher was retiring that year and Lela, being the goody-goody that she was, spent part of her day helping Mrs. Masters pack boxes and sort through… Continue reading My Amelie moment