Not much makes me happier than a bookstore and its glorious contents. I get so excited upon entry. The smell, the colors, the new adventures I’m going to find within and the nearly impossible task of only selecting a few to come home with me. I have...
There are a lot of things I can’t do. Of those things, the one I regret the most is that I can’t sing. Yes, I realize it should be that I can’t do math, but here we are. When I say I can’t sing, I really cannot emphasize how bad my singing voice...
My daughter (and only child) leaves home in less than a month. I just need things to slow down. I didn’t think it would be over so soon. I’m not ready. I’m seriously on the struggle bus. I knew it was going to be hard, but as it turns out, it’s...
Several years ago, my three college besties and I gathered at a cabin in the Smokey Mountains. One of my girls lived near there and made the arrangements. The other three of us drove down from my house in Kentucky. As we were getting close to our...
My daughter, Josie recently accompanied my side of the family on a Disney adventure. She wanted to write about it, so I’m turning things over to her and taking this week off. Hope you enjoy her stories as much as she enjoyed her trip. Cheers! Hello...
Times are tough. The world is a dumpster fire. I suffer from anxiety and get stressed out about something every damn day. Sometimes it’s the big stuff—climate change, racism gender equality, etc. Other times it is some really small, stupid shit—did...
I know everyone has a favorite season, but I really cannot emphasize enough, how much I love summer. It is everything. I despise cold weather and relish every hot, steamy day of summer. In fact, I love it so much I have to check myself regularly...
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...
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...
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...