Two weeks ago, Roy (the husband) and I traveled to LA for a weeklong trip that was both work and play. It was a big deal to go back to Los Angeles (I lived there for a few years while in graduate school) but I’ve already talked about why it was a big deal to go back and how I felt once I did go back, so I’m not going to get into that again. The reason for going to LA (officially) was for a national writing conference, which took up half of our time. Unofficially it was a chance for me to go back to a place I once called home and for my husband and I to have a little vacation (it’s been a little more than a year since we’ve done any serious traveling, almost two where the traveling wasn’t family visit related). From all accounts, I think we had a fabulous time! 🙂
Our trip could have gotten off to a shaky start. We only had an hour’s sleep because there was a lot of “right before” craziness that came up. I swear it is always like this, even when we’re practically completely packed days in advance. But we both slept on the plane and I slept in the car, which certainly helped. Plus, Roy got his coffee fix and I was pleasantly surprised at the rental place. Roy decided to “splurge” and rent a small SUV without telling me (we always get economy/compact cars) and then the place upgraded us for free and we ended up with a minivan! I love minivans, as in when people think of their dream cars, I have always pictured a minivan since I was eight. Which I am pretty sure is just further proof I was born to be the soccer mom to 6+ little ones. 😛
Our first day in LA, we didn’t actually stick around in LA; we went to San Diego. One of my biggest “wish I had” things about my time in LA was going to the San Diego Zoo. I love animals. Seriously, I wanted to be a veterinarian to wild animals like lions and tigers for the longest time as a kid. I am still obsessed with animals today. Just how much? I tracked down a crazy wildlife book collection a few years back and just this last Christmas, my husband got me this:

One of my favorite Christmas presents, btw. So anyway, it was off to the zoo for us. I loved it, and so did Roy. We spent all day there! I am trying to think of my favorite part and it was probably the tour at the very beginning of the day. We walked around (and got lost a few times) and saw everything there was to see. (My favorite part is always the big cats.) The San Diego Zoo is most definitely the second best zoo I have ever been to. The Omaha Henry Doorly Zoo remains in first place, which I was not expecting (I was sure San Diego would bump Omaha down) but both zoos are incredible and must-sees for any animal lover.
Then, even though we were utterly exhausted, we had dinner on the water. The place (Jimmy’s Famous American Tavern) was so amazing. I had the Salmon Rissoto Tower and it was so unique. They had so many great options and I was on the fence, but was so happy that I got this. Roy was equally impressed with his meal. And being on the water, it was just so romantic and the perfect end to the perfect day.
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Negative Exposure: When You’re Pinned As Something That You’re Not While The Hits Are Coming In
Last Thursday my blog exploded in terms of views. Seriously, despite my open letters to AWP and ReSound getting a ton of hits, or my commentary on the whole female nude photo leak or even my travel post about the Winchester Mystery House I have never in a single day reached 418 views. But I did on Thursday.
I never pay attention the day I post things, in terms of views and whatnot. My husband who is my greatest cheerleader, on the other hand, does.
“Did you know you had 352 views today?” His face was in shock. I think the best I had done before this was about 200.
“No. Why?” I asked suspiciously, because if timing wasn’t ironic enough, I had just posted something that day which talked about me taking a step back from blogging. Whoa, timing. Well, I was in for an even bigger “Whoa,” than I imagined.
Vox.com put out a feature article that day: The Smug Style of American Liberalism. Now, I’m not going to comment on the article itself, because I don’t consider myself all that smug. (Though the author is quite smug, though that was the point, poking fun at the subject matter and title, and adding a layer of something. The tone didn’t bother me; I saw it as a literary technique/device.)
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