I’ve had a head cold with a vengeance all week. I don’t get sick very often, but for the last seven days I’ve been walking around talking like my nose is plugged (because, ha, it is), and marveling at the nasty tricks my body plays on my poor victim sinuses. Now is not the bestContinue Reading

I used to be a Girl Scout. I used to be 8-year-old LaChelle, with thick glasses and outrageous bangs, all decked out in my Brownie uniform, going to troop meetings each Friday after school. I think I was a pretty good little Girl Scout. Until the dreaded annual cookie-peddling season rolled around. I wasn’t blessedContinue Reading

Last week my husband and I celebrated our wedding anniversary. We now have an entire four years of wedded bliss to our credit. Have I ever introduced my husband to you? He’s quite the guy. This is the man I was crazy about in college, but never dreamed I’d actually end up with. Life canContinue Reading

I seem to be on some sort of Norah Jones kick these days. I may or may not be spending way too much time on Pandora lately. Some artists have food voices. Norah is one. Her voice is a peach. A fresh, ripe peach. Right off the tree, on a hot shimmery afternoon in August.Continue Reading

The longer you stick around here, the more you’ll realize that I have a rather abnormal, year-round love affair with the holiday season. Meaning, I go nutty for all that lies between October 1st and January 1st. It doesn’t bother me in the slightest to see Halloween candy in the grocery store in August, orContinue Reading