Month: November 2017

Have you ever found yourself completely out of your element? I accidentally made a dinner reservation at a ridiculously upscale restaurant in Nashville last weekend. I swear I looked at the menu online but some inexplicable brain glitch apparently rendered me incapable of seeing the prices. When my mom and I showed up for dinner,… Continue reading In Which I Do Not Eat a $100 Steak

I had originally titled this piece “That Time I Bought Skinny Jeans and It Was Very Scary but I Survived and Now I Love Them” but for some reason, my editor thought that might be too many words to fit into the headline. But that’s exactly what happened, dear friends, on a sunny Saturday afternoon several weeks… Continue reading A Skinny Jeans Survival Guide

One of the things that caused me to fall in love with my house before it was “my” house was the art room. The future art room, I should say. When I visited the house with my realtor, it had a formal dining room – gold carpet, wallpaper over paneling, ornate chandelier. But in my mind,… Continue reading Love (and Crayons) in Abundance

The kids and I were invited to a Halloween party at a friend’s house last weekend. Everybody was warmly encouraged to wear costumes. Everybody. Like, including the grown-ups. Gulp. I initially attempted to avoid the issue. I announced my intention to wear blue jeans and a festive long-sleeved t-shirt with sparkly spider webs on it,… Continue reading Aging Gracefully While Wearing a Costume