I remember when I first moved to Kansas City, Aaron giddily drug me around to a gajillion restaurants, introducing my face to all kinds of new tastes and textures. I’d be embarrassed to admit what I’d not eaten before moving here, so let’s just pretend that I told you and you gasped and I was […]
I still can’t get over this new Radiohead album. I’ve listened to it maybe 2 million, 749 thousand, 628 times and it still reaches into my soul innards, gives me a massage, rips me to shreds, and then puts me in a hot air balloon and shoots me to a place where the phrase “new […]
When ya garden, weekend flowers are free.
Sunday. (those aren’t my feet, just so you know)
A few months ago a pair of finches in love decided to build a nest right on top of our back porch patio speaker. They immediately discovered our frequent in and out pattern. Scared to death, the little finches would sit, pouting, on a nearby power line, waiting for us to remain indoors. YOU CAME […]
In preparation for our fabulous summer Floridian beach house vacation creeping up, I started reading the old Nicholas Sparks book “Nights in Rodanthe” a couple of days ago. You know, to get me in the mindset. Sunset walks on the beach, tunics and sandals, kite-flying and wading in the cool ocean water, crisp white wine […]
Peony, you’re such a beautiful flower, I’ll forgive you for having such a sissy name.
About 347 years ago Aaron and I obtained a rather urban lifestyle. Freshly married, we lived in a warehouse loft downtown. We played regularly in an indie band together. We gallivanted with the city folk from social event to event. I wore high heels ‘round the clock. In short, we were hip. During those days […]
This past Saturday I was sitting at the kitchen table, meal planning, a hobby that makes me so giddy, others who know me might view it borderline inappropriate. Aaron was peacefully sitting on the couch, flipping through his newest “This Old House” magazine. My head was down and my pen scribbled quickly over a page […]
A few days ago I visited a friend who has a newborn baby. As I hopped out of my car, I was walking up to her newly finished, grand back deck to discovered her, comfortably lounging in a hammock, under a pergola, with her baby. Um, am I walking across a page in Southern Living […]
