Month: May 2008

On Saturday, Julie and I felt due for an adventure – one that would get us out of the concrete and steel of our harsh city living – so I picked her up at 7:30am and we drove an hour east of Nashville. We located the completely unpeopled trailhead for Bearwaller Gap, and just walked…

Y’all, the “y’all” is slipping out. I don’t know what is happening to me. Maybe it was inevitable – I’m surrounded by “y’all”-ers everywhere I go. But still, it’s a big pet peeve of mine when people go off to some foreign land for a short amount of time and return with an accent. Because…

Here in Nashville, a heavy emphasis is placed on “who you know.” A lot of name-dropping happens, and networking is important within the music industry. And so obviously, it’s easy for me to feel very unseen here; I don’t have too many connections to the big, “important” people. But that’s okay. At work, the FedEx…

From 2002 until 2005, I was Annie the Nanny for two little boys in Seattle. The first year was a full-time job, and the next two were part-time as I finished school. These little guys were my funny companions, my paper airplane playmates, the reason that I wanted to pull my hair out and the…

Pulchritude. Is it just me, or does the sound of this word NOT sound like the meaning? I especially love that there are two pronounciations: \PUL-kruh-tood\ – OR – \PUL-kruh-tyood\ I prefer the second. Tyood… it’s just a little bit snootier. And only snooty people would use this word. In that case, I’m totally on…

You are dying to know what I did this weekend. Trust me: you are. Well, between meeting up with a fellow Annie who is moving to Nashville in the summer (and who is AWESOME and HYSTERICAL and TOTALLY friend-material), dumpster diving for Vanderbilt dorm left-overs, and crying my way through church (it happens), I attended…

You probably have some questions for me. And I am here to answer them. Preemptively. That’s right: I am going to answer questions that you have yet to vocalize. We’ll start with some obvious ones. Annie, can we see your new earrings? Of course! I got these from Mud & Mint’s Etsy shop, where there…

It is a rare occurrence to find a perfectly written song. But the other day, I found one – a complete gem. Start-to-finish, this song is flawless. “I Gotta Start Somewhere,” written by Jerry Salley and Lisa Shaffer, and recorded by Rhonda Vincent, could not be a better song. In any way. There is not…

Yesterday, I spent upwards of 5 hours shredding documents at my work. I filled 6 Hefty bags full of confetti, and succeeded without getting a single paper cut. I only jammed the shredder once, and wound up completely sweaty from the heat of the hulking machine. At financial companies, they don’t mess around with their…

Hair grows. It does. I know it does. And mine grows quickly, like a weed – about an inch a month. Still. These days, I am regretting the decision to cut my hair. Sure, it was spontaneous and cute and spunky for awhile – an “I am Annie Freaking Parsons” moment. But now, it’s shaggy…