On Saturday, March 3rd, the Speed Art Museum hosted it's annual ball- the largest fundraiser of the year for our local institution. With dollars raised via ticket sales supporting the Speed, it's exhibits and programs, this is always the event of the season.
A sold-out seated dinner in the ...
Twelve
Twelve seems like such a big number... It's a whole dozen. There are twelve months to a year. It's whole, solid.
I had an idea of going on and on about how wonderful our relationship is and how far we've come as a couple and as friends, but it just didn't seem right. ...
Meadow Lane
In 1976, my father decided to go on a blind date, where he met my mom, proposed shortly thereafter, got married, and bought a house for the two of them. A small, 2-bedroom box home built in 1952, just outside of Fort Knox, it was a house that served the two of them perfectly well until I came along, ...
On 2018
My sweet readers, Happy New Year to you all!
I'm astonished that 2018 is here, in many ways. 2018 marks the year that I've officilly spent more time living in the 21st century than the 20th (for those keeping count, that means I'm about to be 35). 2018 marks the 12th year that the ...
On Getting Better
I’m fortunate to have a career I love. Lately, in evaluating my life goals- personal, relational, and business- I’ve found a fire ignited that has pushed me to give more each day in so many ways, and realize that my happiness in my professional life and my satisfaction in other areas is ...
Summer Reading
In 2015, I was introduced to Goodreads. Some refer to the app and website as Netflix for books, and it really is- suggestions based on what you've read and how you've rated past reads, a peek into what lies on your friends' bookshelves... I really love their Reading Challenge. Each ...
Job Hazards
I always try to keep any job harrumph-ings away from social media. Complaints only make the complainer into one of those annoying folks who start every week with a funny cartoon depicting how much they hate Mondays, and a constant celebration of victories almost seem to push one into salesman ...
And, Just Like That….
I'm not a farmer anymore. Just like that, my home, my farm, my old Ford tractor is gone.
Daddy's estate sale was Saturday. An enormous crowd showed up, and, almost locust-like, decended on old China patterns, 100-year old quilts, rusty tillers, the farm truck, and the land. ...
Parting Ways, Part 2
I always worried about the steps I would need to take to settle things when the day came at to either of my parents passed away. I thought of the cows, how to care for them, and the dogs... Who would feed the cats? Mow the yard? I assumed I would pump the brakes on my own career for a while, ...
