Month: March 2010

Makes me want to fall in love. Also, don’t forget: there is still time for you to enter the contest to win the gift basket from Burning Daylight!  Throw your name in the proverbial hat, people – the comments close tonight!

One night last fall, I came home to find a package from my friend Dani.  I opened it up, and – SCORE! – homemade granola!  Belying my civilized charade, I promptly ripped open the bag and poured it directly into my mouth.  Yes, like a savage. Except it was not granola.  It was oatmeal. Shocking….

I have negative triceps. There’s, like, nothing there. If my arms were outerspace, there would be a black hole where my triceps are supposed to be. Haha, PHYSICS JOKE!!! Science is sooooo funny. I am 3 1/2 years older than my sister Becca, so when I was 15 and basically the same size I am…

I’m sorry that I don’t write about health care or anything important at all. – – – – – – – – I have an announcement to make: I MADE A FRIEND!  I know, high-five. His name is Chris – some of you out in blog land even know him – and he is a…

Man.  Yesterday’s post really took it out of me.  It’s not easy talking about my skivvies to the entire Internet.  I could hardly sleep last night, knowing that the words “bikini” and “thong” were just… OUT THERE.  Attached to MY HONORABLE NAME. When it comes to entertainment value, anything that I say after yesterday’s post…

I’ll just cut to the chase: Southwest Airlines lost my luggage this weekend. [insert me telling you how this sent me for a minor emotional tailspin, and how I was sick as a dog, and almost broke down and gave up, but soldiered on – for the children, really, and for America] Flying from Nashville…

If I were to write a (very late) blog today, this is what it would say: 3 months of silence. Followed by 1 week of crazy. Beat.  Sapped.  Tired. But happy. Ate so much. Ran so fast. Didn’t really sleep. Got something I was hoping for. Love my friends gobs. And gobs and gobs. Like,…

Brought to you by my brother’s Twitter stream, since we haven’t talked on the phone in ages (probably because his 30th birthday was February 22 and I STILL haven’t sent him a gift, because I am a terrible sister, and if he wants to disown me, he has due cause, even though JEREMY I PROMISE…

“Show me a man with a tattoo, and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.” -Jack London Have I mentioned that I’m in Nashville this week?  I am. I flew in for a wedding this past weekend (Mark and Erin MILLER – holla!), and am sticking around to work from the home office…

The other day, this was my Facebook status: As futile as Facebook can be, I took a shot of it because I wanted to remember that moment – that realization that the darkness that I’ve been sitting in for going on a year now just isn’t really there anymore.  Perhaps this is tempting a jinx,…