27 years
Sometime around the age of ten or eleven, I started to think about how my dad’s eyesight must affect his memory of the things he will not see clearly again. […]
Monthly Archives: August 2011
Where have all the cowgirls gone?
Have you met me? I’m a pretty staunch feminist. And get this–I shave my legs and wear a bra, for real. David understands this about me, and I feel like […]
Impatient is not my color
Friends: I went wedding dress shopping. I don’t know what I thought it would be like, maybe a little like Say Yes to the Dress? But it wasn’t–there was no […]
City People
They are the fanny-pack wearing folk from across the American landscape who stand on the left side of the escalator disrespecting the unspoken rule. They come here to visit The […]
DC Summer
Finding small businesses that thrive on how good they really are. Spilled Milk and Pedal Pushers Club are two of my new favorites. Hot as hell heat that pushes the […]
