It's no secret that Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Regardless of my birthday on the 4th of July and the Derby (which is DEFINITELY considered a holiday for those of us in Louisville), it's Thanksgiving that always gives me the warm fuzzies. There's no underlying motive- no pressure ...
Dream Dining
Yesterday, I had the pleasure of helping a long-distance client close on their new home- a two-story townhome, backing up to a fountain-filled lake in a secluded Louisville neighborhood full of geese and deer. It really is a dreamy space, and- lucky for me!- really dreamy clients who have provided ...
Butternut Squash Pie
As soon as the weather begins to cool, my food cravings change. During summer months, it's completely normal for me- and everyone else, I'm sure- to want watermelon for dessert, canteloupe and proscuitto salads, shrimp cocktail and BBQ... For most folks, it seems they look forward to the ...
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 ...
Baubles
At 8am, Monday through Friday each week on the Hallmark Channel, The Golden Girls plays four back to back episodes. Coincidentally, three or four days a week, I'm on a treadmill at my local Globogym for an hour or so at 8am, usually watching The Golden Girls. Almost every episode is ...
Patio Weather
For months- MONTHS!- I've been going on and on about wanting to get the back yard finished. I wanted to paint the planters, touch up the paint on the furniture, lay the sod, and find flowers that would not only look pretty but could serve as a centerpiece on a fun backyard lunch ...
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, ...
Parting Ways, Part 1
I still haven't cried. I still haven't cried over Daddy dying and I feel like a complete ass. Illogical as it seems, I have to wonder if I loved him at all, if I miss him at all, if his being gone really matters. That's silly, of course. I loved him with my whole heart, and almost every day I think ...
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