There are two kinds of people in this world: those who yard sale and those who do not. I’m the latter. It’s not that I think I’m above it. I just don’t have the time or patience to riffle through other people’s shit in hopes of finding something I...
Conley and I went to the AT&T store the other day for a new phone. Gil, the associate who helped us, was young and friendly. As he was checking out our account, he joyfully told me that we could save some money. Considering that a phone bill for...
I’m not particularly excited about getting old, but it beats the alternative. I feel like I’m taking most of the things that come with aging in stride. However, there is one thing I’m incredibly bitter about: chin hairs. What kind of dark magic...
I think every mom knows it: The way you can say something over and over and no one listens; The way they shirk your advice until that one day when the exact thing you warned them about happens, and then all you can do is stifle your “I told you...
Some of my best memories as a child are the summers I spent with my grandparents. As soon as school was out, I packed my bags and was ready to roll. There was no place else I wanted to be. My grandparents lived about two hours away. We saw them...
“It won’t always be this way.” That has been something I’ve told myself during so many mothering days, as I picked up the same old discarded toys, or washed the same dishes, or a child appeared In the middle of the night, headed for my bed, carrying...
If you are a drinker of fine bourbon, odds are you’ve tasted the handywork of the late, great Ronnie Eddins. Ronnie was not a master distiller, but I claim his role was just as important. He, and his partner in all things smooth, Leonard Riddle...
I love to travel. It gives me life. I want to see everything! I love planning a vacation almost as much as the actual vacation. Almost. I never traveled as a child. It was just not something we did as a family. However, I always yearned for it. I...
Sometimes I don’t know if I’ll survive the four of them. How I ended up with all these daughters feels like a manifestation of my own mother’s “someday you’ll understand” to me. I can’t be all too certain she wasn’t secretly mixing up some kind of...
Well, it happened. I have been talking and writing about it for months. The day finally arrived a couple of weeks ago. Yep. I turned 50. The day came and went with minimal fanfare. I did receive many well-wishes in the form of calls, texts and...