Life

Hey, remember when I used to post every morning, Monday through Friday – and not at all on the weekends?  Well, listen up, my little parakeets: those days are over. I don’t know what days are upon us.  But the fact of the matter is that my life is different.  I don’t know where it’s…

I might always run a little late in the mornings. I might always love Whitney Houston key changes. I might always color-code my closet. I might always get annoyed when people open a new box of crackers / gallon of milk / bottle of mustard before they’ve finished the old one. I might always hate…

If everything were up to me, I tell you what I’d do: I’d always have a good hair day and never have the flu. I’d sleep in ’til whenever and I’d stay up ’til it’s late, My bank account would overflow and then I’d celebrate. I’d eat whate’er I wanted and I’d never gain a…

We are counting down to New Years’ Eve, making our plans for cocktail attire and merriment, or for Dick Clark and take-out, or wondering where that rogue kiss might land – in any case, looking forward to a fresh beginning and a brand new start. But today, my great-grandma is dying. And today, Ben is…

As a very strong introvert – one who needs my alone time like I need oxygen, like I need chocolate – I must say that I am blown away by my life here in Nashville. The fact that on a Tuesday night, I would gladly choose to go to a show with a friend, and…

UPDATE: Mom just emailed and said that I sound “edgy” today. I feel edgy. But not in a mean-spirited, “ding-dong, flaming sack of dog crap on your doorstep” kind of way. More of an “I’m about to drink an entire bottle of wine and go blow all my rent money at Anthropologie, so help me…

Plastic bagsI have a confession: I’ve forgotten my canvas bag TWICE. Both times, I slunk out of Harris Teeter (oh yeah, did I tell you that the grocery here is called Harris Teeter? Ironically, it was the site of this smudge on my dignity), stealthily surveying the parking lot for any blog readers who might…

We are all responsible for our own happiness. Not to say that life isn’t going to throw us some catastrophic curve balls, or major disappointments, or unjust circumstances. These letdowns are inevitable, and if you haven’t been hit yet, then you will be someday. Pain and discouragement are a part of life, and there is…

My weekend was packed with sundry events of note. For starters, on Friday afternoon at work, I took the elevator and made small talk with the other passenger – a complete stranger. He told me that he was throwing a party that night. I told him to have fun. That night, I donned a red…

Some days, it’s easy to wake up and be excited about life. There are things happening. There’s stuff going on. There is a resolve, and a hope, and an expectation. There is the possibility that this might be the day that changes the rest of your life. But a lot of days feel like today….