I know you think there's something wrong with me. A part of me wonders if there's something wrong with me as I try to recreate my adolescent years by sitting at a dead director's grave and writing for hours on end. But it was this realization that struck me on a humid early spring day… Continue reading Channeling Mr. Hughes
Tag: Humor
Candy Bar Wreath
First published April 20, 2015 My oldest daughter turned 15 this year and besides handing over the cash, her request for her birthday, I wanted to give her a PRESENT present - not just a card with cash in it. I made her a candy bar wreath. What is a candy bar wreath, you say?… Continue reading Candy Bar Wreath
A Much Needed Spring Break in Tennessee – 2015
We left for Tennessee a few weeks ago to visit Mamie and Papa for a week during the girls’ spring break from school. It had been three months since we saw them at Christmas, so we could not wait to get down there. 65 degrees in southern Illinois.It was 30 degrees where we had left.… Continue reading A Much Needed Spring Break in Tennessee – 2015
Stay Beautiful
Lately, I have been feeling like shit. You all know it and my closest family and friends know it too. I am going through a mix of something in between perimenopause and seasonal hatred that needs to be diagnosed quickly before I buy a yacht or 70s psychedelic food truck or some tragic outfit like… Continue reading Stay Beautiful
The Big Cozy Green Chair
A few weeks ago, I was on Facebook and saw a cool bean bag–like chair in someone’s house. A friend of a friend casually mentioned it was a Yogibo, like, oh yeah, everyone just has one of those lying around. I had never heard of a Yogibo, so I immediately went to Google because I… Continue reading The Big Cozy Green Chair
Grandma’s Romance Waffles
Almost everything we ate growing up was homemade. Sure, we’d occasionally go out to eat—usually after church or to celebrate when my brother or I won an award at school. And McDonald’s? That was a rare and exciting treat. But at home, every meal was lovingly prepared by my mother or grandmother, who lived with… Continue reading Grandma’s Romance Waffles