Girls Write Out
Monday, September 04, 2006

Diann Hunt and I often joke that we are the people things happen to. If there's someone who's going to step in dog doo or have food fall down their shirts, it's us. I think we have big red X's on our backs and provide the comic relief for God sometimes. Now that I'm back in Silicon Valley, here's just this week's encounters and probably why I write humor. Life here is just funnier.

1. Walking my daughter to school, I see a woman, lifting her hands like a good charismatic in worship and praising a redwood tree. My daughter's training wheels interrupted the "energy" vibe, apparently. Dirty look ensues before more praising of the tree takes place.

2. Bumper sticker today: "You looked better on MySpace."

3. Outside Los Gatos Coffee Shop, all these skinny little women in yoga pants are gathered outside a yoga studio. One woman is outside screaming into her cell phone. I go to the coffee shop, wait in line, return around the corner, and Miss Zen Yoga, still screaming into the cell phone. So the question remains, can you have Namaste (the peaceful closing time of Yoga) when you've only screamed your negative energy at someone else? Hmmm. Silicon Valley points to ponder.

4. Coming home from walking my daughter to school again. Two men in the driveway, a toddler SCREAMING bloody murder and his dad saying, "I have to go to work, and so does Daddy Josh." (Gay couples have whiny kids too, FYI).

5. Seen outside the Monterey Bay Aquarium (they have a white shark, so we went again!) a dog fully dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt on his owner's back in a kidpack.

P.S. Make that THREE broken arms. My oldest hairline fractured his arm on a scooter this weekend. Sigh.
Kristin Billerbeck  
posted at 2:22 PM  
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At 3:20 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

Well, Kristin, at least the haircut is dynamite!!!

At 3:42 PM, Blogger Kristin Billerbeck said...

Thanks Ane, I wondered if anyone would notice. LOL Once again, I 'suffer' for my art. Speaking of which, someone died locally from bacteria in a pedicure. ACK!

At 3:44 PM, Blogger Kayla said...

You look gorgeous and extremely happy! :)

At 4:13 PM, Blogger Jenny said...

Kristin, love the new cut--looks adorable! And oh so sorry about the latest fracture--please hug him for me. See ya in Dallas!
Abundant blessings,
Jenny Cary

At 5:50 PM, Blogger Jaime said...

around here in WI, the doggies wear blaze orange in November, Columbia sheep-skinned lined booties in the winter, and they go in the nude come summer. Not sure I've EVER seen one in a back pack!! Thanks for the laughs!

At 11:03 PM, Anonymous kt said...

wow sounds like a cah-razy place to live.

At 12:36 PM, Blogger Julie Carobini said...

This reminded me me of that saying: "Where am I, and what's a handbasket anyway?"

At 2:40 PM, Blogger Julie said...

fear not, funny things "happen" to me all the time. one friend of mine is so amused by my life that when around me and something happens she simply begins to count.....the other day I got up to 6

At 4:38 PM, Blogger Malia Spencer said...

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At 7:47 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

On Pier 39 I saw a little rat of a dog in sparkly pink shoes and a fur blazer?
go figure...
I love the the Bay Area
Viva Italia!!


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Kristin Billerbeck
Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

Colleen Coble

Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.

Denise Hunter

Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.

Diann Hunt

Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.

Hannah Alexander

Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.

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