Tag: Jeff
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Why I dropped my pants for the world to see
Okay, so I promised you the other day I’d tell you about dropping my pants. So I’ll start this blog post by telling you about that part. Scott, Jeff and I were hiking in the Great Basalm Mountains. During one break we were all standing on the trail and we heard a weird noise. Coming…
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A bottle of red, a bottle of white … it all depends upon your appetite …
Crystal reminded me recently that I haven’t done a blog post about my kitchen. You’ve seen some other rooms in my house: guest room, closet, hallways, and my master bedroom. So, here’s my kitchen: The house was built to spec, so we got to pick out the tile, (which you see in the backsplash above),…
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Gear geeking
Okay, so I won’t tell you today about how I dropped my pants this past weekend – still waiting for Scott to send the pictures to accompany that story … — In the interim I’ll talk about being a running gear geek. If you’re not a runner, I apologize in advance but if you are a…
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The world is my oyster (and so is Charlotte on a Tuesday night)
— It ain’t easy turning 32 on a Tuesday. I mean, who wants to go out on a school night? Well, apparently I have some of the coolest friends in the world because my birthday kicked ass and I didn’t even expect it to. We went to a hibachi grill for dinner (Kabuto), and beers…
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You can’t go back
Change comes, whether we like it or not. Getting old beats the alternative. You’re only as young as you feel. — Sentiments such as those above have been whirling around in my head ever since I reached my 30s. My mom had me when she was 29 years old. So when I reached 29, I…
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Do NOT give grandma a sleeping pill while the basketball game is on …
Things I learned while staying with my grandmother at the hospital and rehab center: = Nurses at the rehab center are not the same as nurses at the hospital. Nurses at a hospital are nice, with good bedside manner. And they come when you push the call button. And they don’t roll their eyes and…
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The one where snow ruins everything
I used to *love* snow. I mean, what kid doesn’t? A free pass from school and something fun and new to play with … can’t beat that … Then I got a job at a newspaper. And they had a lovely rule in which we had to drive into work even in inclement weather. Understandable,…
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Friends who are active and famous, and hot tubs that get snowed on
First off, I want to say thank you for all the kind words and support last week. Having a heavy heart and no outlet is at times, lonely. But, things are not all bad. In the good-news department, I have some exciting things to report: Good friend news #1 My friend Michael, an actor, has landed…
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You are what you carry in your pack
Chris B. asked me last week to write a gear list regarding what I took, should have taken, and shouldn’t have taken on my recent trip to Mount Mitchell for winter camping. So, without further adieu, here it is: Head to toe Here’s what I wore on my trip: Balaclava – I fought against one…
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(Mountain) lions and clowns and bears, oh my!
Things I learned on this camping trip: – I burned more calories backpacking last weekend than I did running the marathon last month. – Chris is terrified of clowns. – Bears do come out in the winter, and when there is snow on the ground they leave the tracks to prove it. – The guys all knew…