It wouldn't be social season in The Dale without the Happily Ever After League Fairytale Tea. You know the one. The tables are dressed in various stories and lore, hats to match, with monies raised going to mothers with cancer. It's a must. The grassroots organization was started by a mom. Of course it was… Continue reading Tea Time…
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What If “Everybody” Is Wrong?…
I wished for time to just "be." Ask and ye shall receive. I got tossed in the corporate moat by mutual agreement, me sitting back and waiting for it mostly. It was a long time coming. But will it make a great book? You know it. Yes, it's all about corporate greed and deceit. And… Continue reading What If “Everybody” Is Wrong?…
Getting Tossed In The Moat…
Once upon a time, there was a girl who wrote stories. She weaved words together for others. She lived a happy life. Cancer cratered some dreams and she went corporate. Each and every day her soul shriveled a bit. She became hard and brittle. Climbing the ladder with another girl's heels kicking you in the… Continue reading Getting Tossed In The Moat…
Pearls Are Back Baby…
While those of us in The Dale continue to sit upon the sun's surface, the fashion world turns to Fall and all its heavenly offerings. Never one to tell others what to wear, except in the case of you sloppy ones--don't do that. Just don't. It seeps into every aspect of your image. One imagines… Continue reading Pearls Are Back Baby…
The Land of Men In Suits…
Spent a week in The Land of Men in Suits, also known as our nation's capital city. It is filled with men in lovely, fitted suits and-gasp-beautiful shoes. At times, a girl would have to stop, mouth agape, just to take it all in. Or click her heels together, "It does exist. It does exist."… Continue reading The Land of Men In Suits…
Havisham Days…
Perhaps it’s Taylor Swift and the tortured poets. Emotion is on the menu. There’s Taylor. There was the wedding of Baby Chicken and then there’s an Instagram of an older couple dancing in a square in Italy. It’s the couple dancing that elicits tears. Havisham Days are upon us. Not in the know? Miss Havisham,… Continue reading Havisham Days…
The Afternoon Visit…
Women adore our alone time. Seems more and more the older we get. Nothing beats snuggling with a sweet kitten, taking in a Netflix murder, or the Bridgerton mirror scene on repeat--oh my! A gal pal and I keep trying to schedule lunch or dinner. A doctor's appointment, work, event must-dos, family obligations, and life's… Continue reading The Afternoon Visit…
Nashville Calling…
Hello. Nashville calling. Chicken and music will steal your soul. The place Baby Chicken calls home is charming, fun, and famous, to be sure. Some girls are known to swoon when they hit the South. Roll Tide. Others of us join the fray, can speak Southern with the best of them, and dance the night… Continue reading Nashville Calling…
Giving Away A Chicken…
The weekend featured the marriage of Baby Chicken and Southern Boy. A mix of joy, exhilaration, and festivity gave way to exhaustion and a cold. Either this mother is losing her party pants longevity or is just plain getting old. But then I am reminded that each time a cold, flu, or cancer strikes, I… Continue reading Giving Away A Chicken…
It’s The Collection That Counts…
Felled by allergies, I spend a sick day watching Netflix. Yup, like when we were little. Snuggled up in a blanket on the couch. Netflix is offering Sex And The City for those who never had HBO. It's caused a stir amongst Gen Z so I thought I'd re-check it out. You know, for research.… Continue reading It’s The Collection That Counts…
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