My year of reading started innocently enough. Emily invited me to see the movie Mary Queen of Scots to relive part of our trip across Scotland, and after the movie, I bought biographies about both the first Stuart queen (Guy) and Elizabeth I (Weir). A few weeks later, I decided
Now you know how I became a shoe model. (If not, you can read the story here.) But how did I actually feel about the shoes I received? A little background: Happy Feet Plus is a Florida chain that sells “footwear for a healthier you.” They are well known for
I want you to do a little role playing. Ready? You’re at the mall (yeah, yeah, no one goes there anymore…but stay with me here). You’re at the mall with your friends, contemplating whether you should buy that pair of pants at Contempo Casuals or go to the food court
I’ve now been a resident of Florida for over half my life. That is an odd thing to say, as I still think of myself as being from Kentucky. However, my ability to identify a roach leg at 10 paces out has developed over the course of many years in
WWWWhew! It’s been a while (but I did warn you I was a world’s worst blogger nominee). I was on a roll with the blog! Until, I went to Scotland. Yup. Went to Scotland in June. Haven’t posted about it yet. Instead of diving into whisky vs. Outlander, I want
I’m feeling overwhelmed by the lack of grace in the world right now. How about you? Perhaps it’s fallout from the presidential election. Maybe it’s the bombardment of all things Christmas, which, let’s be honest, has been ongoing since November 1. Maybe it’s the lack of attention to this blog:
I am 37 years old. For at least 32 of those years, I have played some form of softball, starting with t-ball at Lyndon Recreation when I was just 4 or 5 years old. It’s a long time to play, and at this point in my life, the glory days
Our walks have been slower these days. We don’t go nearly as far, and I’m often stopped waiting ahead as he sniffs around the neighbor’s yard. He’s never been a quick dog or even an energetic dog. As a puppy, he found walking the length of the house too strenuous
For Valentine’s Day this year, my husband got me two doughnuts from a gas station, took me on a road trip to Saint Augustine for a memorial service for someone I’d never met, and bought me dinner at a fast food restaurant next to the interstate. It was possibly one of
