A former college-radio DJ, Mrs. Kennedy has driven cross-country six times in a 1973 Volkswagen Bug and enjoys standing on her head.
Currently she works at a nonprofit and is just about finished writing her first novel.
Oh, you want to know where the super secret $3 Frette robe thrift shop goldmine is? You have to earn that knowledge, son.
"This whole paragraph has to go."
We are cat sitting this week. Yaz says hello, Internet.
Here we go: last draft. (I hope.)
Jackson and I are looking for Pokemon in a neighborhood shaped like a poke ball.
Guess I'm not getting up for awhile. #catnapinmylap
I love being able to stalk my child.
Wow, I didn't know the iPhone had a weather background specifically for fire season. Thanks?
Friday afternoon at the corner of State and Mission. #santabarbara #latergram
Every time I read this I laugh for another two minutes.
Inscrutable? Paranoid? Esoteric? Disgusting?
Some pretty nice finds from the beach this week.
Los Angeles, I'm too old for you.
Because I just *had* to walk to work this morning.
Rainy day cuddle.
It got cold all of a sudden.
I made a pillow fort.
Peewee is eight today! ❤️🍰❤️🍰❤️
Happy 8th birthday, Peewee! All the hugs belong to you today. ❤️😍❤️🍰❤️
Peewee doesn't understand why someone would gently sprinkle confetti all over his head. #fiesta #santabarbara
Feeling a little fragile today, Dr. Russell took 3.2 liters of fluid out of Peewee's abdomen this morning. His heart's gotten weaker but he's still a good boy. Thinking good thoughts as he rounds the corner towards his eighth birthday!
Not happy about this new "kibble only" situation.
I'm hiding from the sun!
It's important to groom your balls.
Mom why is he sitting on me.
The first thing I like to do in the morning is go back to bed.