Ronald was sure his European stamp collection would impress the lay-dees.
He couldn’t understand why his penpal stopped writting after he sent her this photo.
This weekend we ventured out on another Family Field Trip. It has been a while since Little League, tennis, soccer and the damn pig have consumed our weekends the last few months. And since The Husband was back from Korea and off to Guatamala this week- we thought we should make the most of our Sunday together. Jack has been wanting to find a good vintage clothing store- and I knew the perfect place to go; my old ‘hood. I lived off Melrose Ave. for close to 4 years in my pre-baby/husband life and it is a street full of great vintage shops. So off we went. Jack was able to find a few great things to add to his vintage look, and we all had a good time looking at the silly clothes that find their way into second hand stores. Oh wait the next store isn’t open? Just stand there by the obnoxious red wall while we wait and let me get a photo k? Look how thrilled they are to model for me. By now the kids were starving, because it had been like a whole HOUR since they ate last so we decided to head to downtown to visit Coles. Coles was opened in 1908 and has REMAINED open all that time. Oh and they invented this sandwich you may have heard of; THE FRENCH DIP. The place looks like you are stepping back in time, and the food does not disappoint. I highly reccomend this place if you find yourself anywhere near downtown LA. Oh and take it as a warning that when a resturant calls their special sauce 
“Atomic Mustard” the emphasis is on ATOMIC. Hot hot stuff. Of course that didn’t stop me from using it.
Mmmmm. I love L.A.
Anthony always thought Maria was his mother’s favorite.
But when mother allowed her to stand on the new sofa for the photo, it confirmed it.
“When Bill asked Susan to play an ‘adult game’ she was thinking of something totally different.”
It had always been Ronald’s dream to be the pinkest, furriest Easter Bunny in the parade.
This was the year his dreams came true.
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A note about the PhotoTalk series: I have received plenty of emails asking where I find these photos and if these are part of my ‘bizzare family’. So I thought I would interject on the this post to explain a little bit about the process. First off let me assure you these photos are not from my personal family collection. However, sometimes after I finish writing a story I do feel close the subjects. The majority of the photos are a collective category called ‘Found Photos’….meaning someone has found either an undeveloped roll of film (thrift store or garage sale) or has purchased whole scrapbooks and photo albums of people they do not know. And then they have taken the time to scan these photos and upload them to places like Flickr or create whole websites showcasing their finds. A few have come from photos I have purchased at antique stores. This ’story telling thing’ has been somewhat of a plaguing problem for me, since I was a young girl. When I see photos and sometimes even objects, my mind immediately writes the story. I ‘know’ the peoples names, their occupation and all the rest. The longer I look at a photo- the more I ‘know’ about the subjects and situation. Do I think for one minute that MY story is actually the real story? No. I understand it is fiction based on visual clues. But to be honest- I do often wonder about these people and if any of my details resemble the truth. If you enjoy the PhotoTalk series, remember there is a button on my side bar which will take you to the entire series. As always thank you for reading. And for being so dang Glamorous.
Tayna was just very hard to please.
She hated all her presents too.
This was Tayna’s last birthday party.
The next year her mother gave up and just gave her cash.
Ever since Erin had her baby, her girlfriends thought she was becoming really two-faced.
Kathryn can still remember the day her back problems started.
