Mmmm… As I type this, I am consuming some of the most delicious popcorn to pass my lips! In fact, I have deemed it "cinandy"*: cinnamon + dandy. (* Also the name of one of my husband's WoW characters. I didn't make up the word, I just applied it.) Anyhow,…
Summer Burgers, Reconsidered
I love a good burger, really, I do. But it’s so easy for them to be — pardon the pun — overdone in the summertime. My husband loves to grill, and I aim to let him, especially since that means I don’t have to cook. Unfortunately, that often leaves us…
Getting Psyched Up to Wear a T-Shirt
This Saturday I will be participating in the third annual Charlotte FemmeFest. Last year, 6 months pregnant, I also had the opportunity to share my writing at the festival, which celebrates women in the arts and benefits women in the community, including the “Center for Hope” homeless shelter for women…
Cancer sucks
And that's all I have to say about that. Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone with SprintSpeed
Feeling Colors
This, folks, is my right knee. Colorful, huh? I don't think it's been so bruised since I last went ice skating, probably about a decade ago. My lack of grace and unhealthy dose of clumsiness is why I don't ice skate and why my knee looks like a stormy watercolor.…