Month: May 2008

Stay tuned for the surprise: coming Monday!

Guys, I am very sorry to report that the special surprise will not be happening today. Due to circumstances out of my control, it is not ready to be unveiled JUST yet. But probably tomorrow. Probably. Dang. Who wants to unveil a surprise on the weekend, when everyone is not at their computer all day…

Be sure to check back later today for a very special surprise. I’m serious. But before your mind goes all haywire, know that the surprise is none of the following: 1) An engagement ring. 2) An ultrasound photo. 3) Anything related to “Lost.” I haven’t watched yet. DONOTTELLMEANYTHING!!!!! In the meantime, to sustain your minds…

Have you ever been really afraid of something? Totally terrified that this thing, this event, would be awful and painful and you just didn’t want to experience it… only to find that, when it happened, it wasn’t nearly as bad as you thought it would be? When I was a nanny, I took the boys…

I am only on the second episode of season 6 of “24,” and I have already heard Jack Bauer say some version of the following lines: “Mr. President, don’t do this.” “It’s too late!” “I know about al-Fayed.” “I’m sorry, but that information is classified.” “I’m going after the bomber.” “With all due respect, Mr….

I worry. I worry about my bank account and my weight and my future. I worry that I am on the wrong track. I worry about gas prices and war and skin cancer. I worry about my lack of health insurance. I worry that I am never going to have the opportunities that I hope…

Yesterday marked the release of the long-awaited, long-anticipated fourth chapter in the “Indiana Jones” saga. I probably won’t see it. Not that I have anything against the movie – it’s just that I haven’t been to a movie in months, and haven’t really had the desire. Have movies lost their magic for me? Maybe so….

It appears as though Jim Halpert may have a run for his money. This was the world’s most humble and magnanimous win I have ever witnessed. I am blown away by this man. His modesty and grace make him so likable, I can hardly stand it. David Cook has cemented himself into my heart, and…

Nashville: The GOOD • Rosepepper Cantina and their delish margaritas • The full-scale replica of the Parthenon (we are the Athens of the South) • Gentlemen who hold the door Nashville: The BAD • Too many guys in stove-pipe jeans and vests and weird almost-rat-tail hair • The Tennessee GOP’s video attacking Michelle Obama •…

I struggle with discontentment on a regular basis. Oh mercy, I fight it at every turn. I am convinced – convinced – that if I could do or get juuuust one more thing, then I would be happy. Throughout the years, my “one more thing” has taken different forms. When I was little, I wanted…