Ridiculous

On Saturday, I had an idea: “I should go to Forever 21!”  This always sounds like a good idea – cheap clothes, cute ruffles, trends that will go out of style tomorrow but you must have them today, etc.  However, upon my arrival at the front doors, I was reminded of the cold, hard truth…

It occurs to me that I haven’t mentioned what’s happening tonight, have I? Tonight, I am leaving on a road trip, traversing with PZC and the Handy Graham to their motherland – a distant, foreign place called PENNSYLVANIA.  I have never been there.  I’ve never really had any huge desire to go.  But now that…

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…

Every morning at work, I park the old Honda in a garage, and then walk down 3 flights of stairs, across a little driveway, between some dumpsters, and then let myself in the back door by the loading dock using my key card. It’s not glamorous – especially when someone consistently leaves his or her…

This is the moment you’ve all been waiting for. The triumphant, final alphabetic entry of Z – “zed” if you’re Canadian, or “izzard” if you’re Old English. And I know what you’ve been thinking: “Annie will probably talk about zebras. Or zest. Or zero.” But those are all too easy. So then I started looking…

Ever since I moved to Nashville a year ago, I’ve been an active attendee of a fantastic little church called City Church of East Nashville. When people ask me why I go there, I always think of two reasons: we sing the Doxology at the end of every service, and the communion bread is the…

What do I do when I come home to an empty apartment at 1am? 19 lbs. from Annie Parsons on Vimeo.

I overslept. Again. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but for as long as I have been setting an alarm clock, come morning, I do not hear it. I mean, I must hear it at some level of consciousness, because I hit the snooze button. Excuse me, the “SNOOZ” button. Why do alarm clocks…

This cannot be good.

Searching high and low For one to keep me lifted I’m brassiere shopping White is so boring But practical and useful When it comes to bras No black negligee Or polka-dot straps for me Just a simple one Remember the time When my underwire popped up At the grocery store? My only white bra Is…