If you’re in dire need of holiday gift ideas for gals, today’s post is for you. Hopefully you’ll find this collection of present-buying suggestions as helpful as this gifting resource: Holiday gift ideas for guys. For the record, know that some of the links are affiliate links which means if you buy soon after clicking
Last month I flew with friends to Scotland. Again. This time eight ladies traveled instead of 10, half of them recruited by me. Like before, after leaving the Inverness airport, we drove to two castles. The first was Urquhart Castle at Loch Ness. The ruins—remains of a wall and stone turrets on a patch of lush
Exceptional people live in every neighborhood, some of them miracles, some of them heroes. Jacob Allen and his parents, Jim and Karen, live near me in Morgantown. Jacob is the young man with autism, who at 18, was lost for four days in the Dolly Sods Wilderness of West Virginia back in October of 2007.
To Do List Clean (really clean) the first level Straighten the second level Bank Gas Consignment Shop Pick up coffee beans at Quantum Bean Drop tin of cookies (with note) at Blatter house Dear Mr. and Mrs. Blatter: I’m writing to apologize… For the time I wouldn’t let you use the bathroom in our house
I’ve come a long way, baby. From being the scarediest of cats about so many things. High bridges, for instance. And death. For the longest time, my parents sheltered my brothers and me from post-mortem matters. It wasn’t until the eighth grade that I attended a funeral, my paternal grandfather’s. In the back of the
The boss I loved and hated resembled Albert Einstein with a tan. Thanks to Clinique bronzer. Okay, so I didn’t actually hate him. It just took me a super long time to forgive him after he made me weep in front of the whole staff. I don’t cry easily, but he could be vicious. “That
Confession: I stockpile Facebook statuses. Hey, don’t judge me. My ammo pile of cleverness is for your benefit. My goal always being to educate, inspire, and/or amuse you. There is, however, one status I was too chicken to post: ”Don’t feel sorry for me, but I’m lonely.” From time to time, posts like this appear
I like man food. Fortunately, so does Ree Drummond, the “Pioneer Woman.” Because Pioneer Woman recipes tend to be “man food,” I own three of Drummond’s cookbooks: Recipes from an Accidental Country Girl* Food from My Frontier* Dinnertime* What do I mean by “man food?” “Man food” items are savory, often slow-cooked, and never “low-cal.”
On Dec. 2, 2017, I accomplished something awe-mazing. I drove over the New River Gorge Bridge. That may seem like no big deal to you, but, to me, it’s huge. If you know me well, or if you read my post last week, “A Scaredy-cat’s Guide to Travel,” you know I suffer from gephyrophobia, fear
When I was growing up, most of our summer vacations involved a two-day drive—from Huntington, Best Virginia to Wytheville, Virginia to North Myrtle Beach, South Carolina—a week in the ocean-front Hartford C Motor Inn, then two days to travel back home. Yep. Two days each way. Don’t laugh. My dad was that driver. The summer after
