hootenannie

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…

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…