a renaissance woman
I have breast cancer. Surprise! Also, I haven’t blogged regularly in **checks notes** over six years. All it took was a good, solid tumor, but I’m back, baby! And I have some answers to your most frequently asked questions.
When things like yesterday’s bombings in Boston or the shootings in Newtown happen, I go to this weird place of emotional detachment and just observe everything that’s happening around me….
I’m guessing that if you ask a random sampling of people what happens in Lexington, Ky., answers will split pretty evenly along University of Kentucky basketball, thoroughbred horse racing and…
I didn’t intend for Flashback Friday to become a weekly thing, but it’s a fun, easy post. Today I have an actual story about my former life from four years…
The results are in, and the Modern Love Machine didn’t just tear an ACL. He tore the ACL and both meniscuses (meniscii?) in his right knee, which means four weeks…
The Modern Love Machine asked me the other day why this particular Friday is Good with a capital G, so I launched into the whole Jesus dying to save us…
Because I don’t have time to break down each of these bits into separate, thoughtful posts, some stream-of-consciousness: Monday night, the Modern Love Machine and I joined a few of…
Last season, The Office** had an episode with a cold open in which the gag was Ryan mistakenly thinking Smokey Robinson had died. Everyone was sad about his (not real)…
Jigsha is the first friend who I claimed as my own after moving back to Knoxville and ultimately breaking up with my then-boyfriend of five years. Crappy work schedules as…
So today I’m kicking off something that I think will be a semi-regular if not weekly feature here. I spend a lot of time on Spotify looking for new music…
Thanks to all of y’all who voted in my little exploratory poll from the other week. I really do appreciate getting a sense of what y’all are interested in reading…
