Month: July 2008

Craigslist furniture = translated

Vintage = old and expensive Antique = rickety Shabby chic = scuffed edges Contemporary = microfiber Charming = country plaid Romantic = wicker Cute = tacky Wrought iron = purchased at Hobby Lobby Retro = bizarre Art deco = belongs in a Miami hotel room Spectacular = always an overstatement Comfy = ugly… but has…

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And now, for a blog about animals and death

When I was in junior high, I was asked to pet-sit for some family friends while they went away for the week. It was an animal lover’s dream come true – horses, cows, dogs, cats, and ducks, all to myself – and I got PAID. I showed up once in the morning and once at…

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Bienvenue à la maison, hooray!

What I mean is “Welcome home,” but I’m pretty sure that means “Welcome house.” Dang it. It’s been a long haul, but the day is finally here. After 5 weeks of gallivanting through Europe (France, Switzerland, Italy, Ireland), GRETA IS COMING HOME TODAY! I say “home” like she and I live in the same place,…

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“You’re the…”

The deed is done – I made it through my first writer’s round without a) train-wrecking, or b) crying. I had about 10 friends who made it out, which meant so much, especially since I still call myself “new to Nashville” – thanks to those of you who came. I was lucky enough to share…

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Deep breath

Tonight is the night. My first time playing out in Nashville. Good thing that I will only have to say that once in my entire life. Eleanor Roosevelt said to “do something everyday that scares you.” Apparently I haven’t done anything scary for about 9 years, and it is all converging in this one little…

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Ignored by England

I don’t think that women should wait until they get married to get good kitchen gadgets. That would be a drag. And so a couple of years ago for my birthday, all that I asked for was a set of sharp knives in a cutting block, and a really awesome blender. Note: this was the…

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The weight of words

“Rule #1: when all else fails, follow instructions. And Rule #2: don’t be an asshole.” (Anne Lamott, Plan B)“It’s not a crime to be an asshole, but it’s very counter-productive.” (Hancock) – – – – – – – – I thrive on words. I read novels slowly and carefully, savoring the phrases, and underlining sentences…

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Let the good times roll

Hi, remember me? The girl who used to blog… before she went on vacation and slopped off? Do I even remember how to spell ennymohr? Well, don’t you worry, my pretties. For your entertainment (and my narcissism), I am back in internet action. My Colorado adventure was much needed, and so, so fun. Old friends,…

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Cowgirls and Indians

One of the biggest draws to spend the summertime in Montrose revolves around some of our favorite friends, who we refer to simply as “the Hong Kong boys.” Several Indian families who live in Hong Kong also own vacation homes in my humble little cowpoke hometown, and for years, the summertime has meant reunions. These…

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Only in Montrose

… could I go from this, to this, to this: I attended the Wedding of the Century on Saturday night, complete with butterflies in the mountain air and champagne toasting. Since then, we have been hiking, eating, sleeping, seeing friends, reading, and drinking lots of coffee. It’s been the best vacation ever. When I was…

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