hootenannie
Cheer up and smile
Yesterday, I was a total crankpot. Everything was wrong. Everything was complicated. Everything was making me nervous and anxious and angry and tearful. During my break, I took myself on a walk around the lake, feeling the clouds hang low to the earth. I tried to breathe in the cool air – the first traces…
Inherited
Next week, my mom is moving to Kansas City. While this is definitely a good decision for her, selfishly, it’s hard on my heart. I moved to Colorado to be closer to my parents, and starting next week, neither of them will live here anymore. This brings up all sorts of questions and emotions for…
Holiday weekend airport pickup
Julie: “What color is your car – red?” Me: “No – dark green.” Julie: “Oh! Samsonite – I was way off.”
(Bosom) Friend Fridays: Graham Stoner
Sometimes, you find a friend that you didn’t even realize you needed until he’s there, fixing things around your house and giving good hugs. I hired Graham Stoner (aka Handy Graham) off the internet in 2008. He had just been voted Nashville’s Best Handyman, and shoot. I needed a handyman. Simple as that, our friendship…
Things that have made me laugh as of late
A few nights ago, I dreamed that I had a bangin’ strapless red dress, and I was so excited to wear it. I pulled it on, looked in the mirror, and… was reminded that I had recently been tattooed. Emblazoned across my chest were the words, “Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly.”…
Come hell or high water or high-waisted jeans
Anyone who knows me can tell you that I’m not exactly on the cutting edge of fashion. Don’t get me wrong – I’m not BEHIND the times. I’m not wearing shoulder pads or anything. I know how to dress myself and my slightly complicated figure. I splurge on good denim, accentuate the positives, and know…
Row boat
I’m back in Nashville this week, working in the office and seeing friends. Every time I come back to Nashville, I’m struck by two things: how much this place still feels like home – and how things can’t ever be the way that they were before. The longing for “the way things were” is my…