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[Maestro, a little violin music please!] This post was supposed to be about all the glorious things we did over Labor Day weekend. In fact, I’m sure when I pop over to your blog later, I’ll read up on all the fun things you did. Camping. Cookouts. Sunning yourself by the pool. In fact, I can’t [...] ACT I SCENE I A couple is seated in a vintage 1998 Honda Accord, driving back to San Francisco. The car looks nearly brand-new because it was a hand-me-down from her mother who only drove it to work and back, a total round-trip distance of five miles. The man is driving and the woman is in [...] I never thought I’d say this, but I’d like to get accidentally pregnant. I’d love to come home and find that the stork left a cute little bassinet on our doorstep. Here’s a typical week for me. Monday, I pass a baby on the street and think, “Oh, he’s so adorable! I want a baby!” Wednesday [...]
Where: My in-law’s living room When: Saturday Why: Last week I posed a dental dilemma on this blog and the lovely Deidre read it and became concerned. Deidre is part of the extended Bransford clan and she even lives in the same small town as Nathan’s folks. Better still, she’s an amazing dental hygienist. Brilliant! First [...] “A Clean, Well-Lighted Place” is a short story by Ernest Hemingway. “Hemingway,” for the purposes of this post, can also mean “Alison’s favorite writer after F. Scott Fitzgerald.” I know! I know! You’re never having me over for dinner now. We must part virtual paths here. I understand. Ta! Anyway, for those of you still reading, in [...] Where: Kitchen/Living room (Look, it’s San Francisco. One cannot possibly have a room that serves just one purpose.) When: The hottest day of the year so far. Why: There’s a Mexican place in San Francisco that taught the city to drink its margaritas the autentico way. In fact, they shared their recipe with Epicurious, which was awfully [...] Lately, I’ve been thinking of adding a new section to my resume, something along the lines of: Successfully Planned a Wedding 2007-2008 ACT I SCENE I It’s late on Sunday night. A woman with unwashed ratty blonde hair and wild eyes stares hopelessly at an Intro to Statistics textbook. A man relaxes on the other couch, watching TV. ALISON NATHAN One of the moments that really sticks with me from my sister’s wedding is, of all things, saying goodbye to my parents. Yes, apparently my aunt is 10 years old Being an adult is difficult in so many ways that you never expected and one of the hardest for me is dealing with my parents’ crushing [...] As you guys know, I was super nervous about my Maid of Honor speech. Specifically, I was worried about crying through the whole thing. The funny thing is, I used to be the unsentimental type. I almost never cried for the first 29 years of my life. But then one day I turned 30 and [...] |
 Alison Presley lives in San Francisco with her husband Nathan Bransford. She's locked in an unhealthy relationship with her work-in-progress (a novel). And so far this year she has wasted six months of her life on a college-level Statistics class and eaten more frozen pizza than she cares to admit. 
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