I’m ending my quick trip to la this evening. When a friend texted to tell me it was -8 in Vermont I quickly called Steve to confirm. “Nooooo” he said. “Minus 10”. It was 90 degrees here yesterday. So 100 degree difference. That’s a big, round, significant number.

Sunshine and warmth weren’t the only differences. Obviously. I got to use uber for the first time. And second. And third. I had a celebrity sighting. I had incredible 2 dollar tacos. I sipped iced tea instead of hot tea in the morning. A lovely little break.

I never quite adjusted to
Pacific time so when I was up at 6:00 I was already out of bed for the shaking and the rumbling. It was a lovely little earth quake. So la.

The Veronica Mars screening was excellent. The cast all opted in for the Q and A afterwards. They clearly do love each other. There was a lot of spontaneous hugging and dancing. And thanking. Each other. The fans. The studio.

I was explaining to my nom fan friend that part of what made VM great was the variety of foils that they had for Veronica. She had her father, various boyfriends, friends, and rivals. These different relationships allowed the show and the character to have a depth that is missing in a lot of tv.

As Kristen stood in front of us explaining her relationship with the non profit who was benefiting from this screening, referring to her friends and cast members and current gig she seemed just as multi layered as the teen detective. Standing 5ft 1 (it’s the new 6’2″ y’all) she seemed giant in her enthusiasm.

Halfway through a man started heckling Kristen bell. When I craned around to see who would be doing such a thing it was Dax. With their baby. KB asked us not to take pictures of her baby. That was the only time in 45 minutes that she seemed like a celebrity. Or just a mom.

But then she referred to him as Crosby braverman and they seemed like celebrities again. This is la. Iced tea, great tacos, quakes, and all.

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Anna Rosenblum Palmer is a freelance writer based in Denver, CO. She writes about sex, parenting, cat pee, bi-polar disorder and the NFL; all things inextricably intertwined with her mental health. In her free time she teaches her boys creative swear words, seeks the last missing puzzle piece and thinks deeply about how she is not exercising. Her writing can be found on Babble, Parent.co, Great Moments in Parenting, Ravishly, Good Men Project, Sammiches and Psych Meds, Playpen, Crazy Good Parent, and YourTango. She also does a fair amount of navel gazing on her own blog at annarosenblumpalmer.com.

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