Checking in

Well, here we are almost a third into the month and we haven't posted. In attempt for us to get some exercise, we went for hike in Runyon canyon, a place frequented by Hollywood celebs and wannabees. This day we saw David Krumholtz walking his dog.

The views can be spectacular if it's a clear day you can see all the way to Catalina.

Lost in a fog...

I see Wanda sitting on the edge of the dock, her tiny legs dangle over the edge. The summer air is warm and sticky, with each inhale you can almost taste the cotton candy from the fair on the river's edge. I contemplate how to approach her, I don't want to scare her, so I make as much noise as I can as I approach. "What's up little one?" I ask. "Not much, just thinking" she answers without even looking at me, "just trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. Everyone seems so concerned with making that decision and wanting to know, what if I'm wrong? what if it doesn't work out? what if I can't find a job and make any money and I have to live in my car and I don't haven money for food? What if I lose my job and have no skills and I'm too old and no one wants a geez working for them? How do you know? How do you know what's right?" she asks me in a frantic tone as if the I just opened the flood gates. "Wow, I thought you were just bummed because you didn't win that big stuffed animal, I joke and try to lighten the mood, you have a lot on your mind."
"Well, daddy keeps telling people that I'm gonna be lawyer when I grow up.