Annie Parsons

I bring you this special weekend blog scrap just to announce that my brother used to think the phrase was “throw kosh into the wind.” Tremendous!

Well, what can I say. There you are, chugging up the hill, successfully pulling the heavy load – and then in one brief moment, the balance shifts, and the load is pulling you. Life is a cosmic tug of war. – – – – – – – – So, tug. – – – – –…

“It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back…

In the past week, a lot of life has happened. I got two different phone calls reporting engagements, and one reporting a suicide.  I had my soul fed by nourishing, true words – and I had my feelings hurt by a single thoughtless sentence.  I felt pretty and then I felt ugly and then I…

In keeping with my track record of “don’t stay in one place for too long,” I’m flying to Nashville tonight for 10 days.  Josh & Meg are getting married next weekend, so I’m going to work with my wonderful co-workers at headquarters until then. “Headquarters” sounds so official.  I should mention that said “headquarters” houses…

For me, writing songs is like kissing boys.  There might be some good luck for awhile, but then, for one reason or another, it just ends.  There is always the hope of it happening again, and that when it does, it will be fantastic – but it might take years. Years. Anyway. I finally finished…

Early in the summer, I bought the Buff.  Little did I know that it would become my trademark piece of mountain garb. This is what I look like every time I hike: high ponytail, crooked smile, and the Buff. It’s ridiculous.  And I love it.  People ask about it on every hike I find myself…

I was going to talk about Seattle today.  I was going to tell you how much I love that city, how much I miss it, how much it still feels like home, how much being on the water is necessary to my emotional health and survival, how much my friends mean to me, how much…

Salutations, readers.  Did you think I had abandoned you? Oh please. I should begin by saying that the sickness has left my system – literally, and glory hallelujah.  The only person that knows the specifics of my Monday is my mom, and I’m uncomfortable with even her knowing.  It was… I can’t even go there. …

Yesterday: up at 4am, back to Denver, so sick I can’t even talk about it Today: out of bed, to work, caught up Tonight: a little better (I hope), a full night’s sleep (I hope) Tomorrow: happy (I hope), back to blogging (I hope)