14/7/2010
God and Toby Keith
I broke up with God on Thursday. Check that. I pulled a Ross and Rachel and requested “a break.” It wasn’t a teary farewell. I didn’t hurl accusations or huff away in a rage, and he didn’t boom down…
12/7/2010
Seven Sentences for Sunday: Sin City Edition
I wonder whether the fact that this is my fourth day in Vegas and I have yet to gamble at a table, machine, or wheel makes me lame, money-wise, or simply in possession of a different definition of…
10/7/2010
I love Las Vegas…
Hmmm… How many licks does it take to get to the center of a candy g-string??? Of course I did!! Are you kidding me?? This is awesomeness defined! Like Unlike
08/7/2010
Playing to the Audience
I’ve been having some red pill/blue pill neuroses of late, without the benefit of Morpheus’ explanations and gentle guidance. You see, as a writer—or maybe just as Destiny!—sometimes it can be hard…
03/7/2010
When a Watermelon is More than a Watermelon…
I am in mini-seclusion this weekend working on my book. As I was searching through the scribbled notes I have scattered in nooks and crannies, baskets and bins throughout the house, I ventured upon a…
30/6/2010
Jump Around
Rhett and Paisley had a grand old time in the “Jumpy House” at the annual church picnic. Like Unlike
27/6/2010
Old Meets New
As I was singing the closing bars of “The Grand Old Duke of York” tonight when putting Rhett to bed, the following conversation took place: Rhett: Mom, what’s the Grand Old Duke of York’s name? D!:…
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