In my old liberal hippie escape fantasies, I used to want to run away to Vermont and start a lavender farm and make my own soap. I’ve evolved since then. Now, I want to run away to Tuscany to start a pine nut and basil farm and make my own gelato. I’ll start with this […]
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#SouthernHomeownerProbz
Although we have settled in nicely into our new home, there are still a couple of aspects of Southern life that I have yet to get used to. Oh, I’ve mastered yelling “UNSWEET” quickly after I order my iced tea. I’ve figured out what a Meat and Three is and I’ve even learned that rain […]
I should just walk
After almost two decades along my journey through motherhood, I finally felt as if I’d grown out of the minivan phase and could log the remaining miles in a vehicle that wasn’t the mom jeans of the automobile industry. It’s not that the van didn’t serve it’s purpose (of aging me 15 years) for a […]
43 is the New 22. Or Something
There’s a certain inevitability on any given radio dial in the Year of Our Lord 2013, that at some point within a 3 minute time period, you will be subjected to a Taylor Swift song. Whether this entertains or tortures you is your business, but for me, it provided an unexpected birthday gift this year. […]
Let’s Dish
For the past decade, I’ve been bringing you the very true and very ridiculous stories from my side of the picket fence. We’ve been chatting about kids and carpools, husbands and holidays, life, liberty and the pursuit of snappiness. And hopefully sharing a few laughs in the process. We’re still going to do that, okay? […]