I’m sharing some thoughts at The Glorious Table today. Join me? I planted my first garden this year. It’s just a tiny plot, a four-foot-by-four-foot raised bed. There’s a tomato plant in the center, surrounded by peppers, summer squash, a watermelon (which I pray won’t blossom until the vine gets long enough that it extends…
I’m at The Glorious Table today talking about what it really means to live like it might be the last day of your life. Join me? There’s a song by Jason Gray that goes, I wanna live like there’s no tomorrow Love like I’m on borrowed time It’s good to be alive, yeah The first line…
I turned 41 this past weekend, and it was timely in that I’ve been reflecting a lot lately on everything that has transpired since I turned 40 and what I’ve learned from it all. The main thing, of course, is that I had another baby, so I’ve been living in that parent-with-two-children discovery zone wherein…
“So what are we doing today?” asked the stylist. Her name was Sarah (a positive thing for me – I’ve never met a Sarah or a Sara I didn’t like). I’d found her on Yelp, where her five star reviews and close proximity to my house stood out among the masses. “Welllll,” I said, cringing…
In two weeks, I’m turning 35. 35. I don’t feel 35, but then, I guess I really have no idea what 35 ought to feel like. It feels a little crazy if I think about it too hard, a little bit dizzying, like three glasses of Prosecco on an empty stomach or too many rides…