About Me
Memoirist, poet, tattooed dragon girl, psychotherapist, stick shift driving, mischievous, restored to sanity, sort of, Mid-West transplant living in the wilds of San Francisco. Yes, it is foggy.
My blog is about my experiences living in San Francisco, with some flash backs to Wisconsin where I grew up, and a little side jaunt to that time I lived in Paris, working, loving, learning, and growing.
The blog began as an exercise to push myself to finish my first memoir, Baby Girl, and it became another monster entirely. I write daily, well, I did until I started a PhD program in 2018, in a stream of conscious manner and I never know exactly what is going to come out.
It has grown and evolved just like me.
From a busgirl to a hostess, a waitress to a floor manager to a General Manager to a waitress again. From a veterinary assistant to a legal secretary to a nanny extraordinaire, to a world traveling writer, a bicycle shop girl, to an expat and back again.
From undergraduate to graduate student to PhD with my own private practice therapy business.
I have lived, and continue to strive for, a full, busy, burgeoning, amazing, outside the box life.
Welcome to the ride!
December 23, 2011 at 6:16 am |
Just a touch of snark
December 23, 2011 at 6:39 am |
Dude. I think I like you. I may just develop me a crush.
December 23, 2011 at 6:28 pm |
You got my number, dontcha?
March 30, 2012 at 6:47 am |
❤
May 27, 2012 at 7:11 am |
Great blog, such an enjoyable read. Love your tattoo’s! Look forward to reading more of your posts.
January 3, 2013 at 7:54 am |
Hello, I’ve nominated you for the Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award. Here’s the link: http://allthosesmallthings.wordpress.com/2013/01/03/feels-like-an-oscar-nomination/
Cheers 😀
January 3, 2013 at 11:21 pm |
Aw! Thanks, that was lovely. I so appreciate. It was nice to see in my mailbox, that’s for sure.
xoxo
Carmen
February 4, 2013 at 5:13 pm |
I’m an Auntie Bubba too! Just curious as to how you got your name. I’m theauntbubba.wordpress.com. 🙂
February 4, 2013 at 7:21 pm |
My little sister’s first word was baba for bottle and it became bubba for me. When my oldest niece was born my sister handed her over to me and said, “meet your Auntie Bubba,” and it stuck. For good or for evil.
September 27, 2013 at 9:42 am
Your youngest niece’s first word was cracker and her second was Cicely. I am hiding in the bathroom listening to her singing at the top of her lungs…reading your blogs. You would like her.
Miss you.
August 14, 2013 at 11:13 pm |
Dec 26, ’11 Tangerine Dream poem….any idea who authored that? It was in a techno song many years ago but the only search for the song turned up on your post.
August 15, 2013 at 12:47 am |
I authored it. I also did the vocals for it and the guy never paid me. So it goes.
January 3, 2018 at 12:37 pm |
Oh my god! Mildred! She was my hero. Still is. Please email me? I’ve been searching for her. I live in Ireland now, so it’s tough..
January 3, 2018 at 4:35 pm |
Mildred Dubitzky?
January 3, 2018 at 6:57 pm
Yes. Named for the nurse who delivered her!