On Wednesday, which may well have been the most gorgeous day of 2010 so far, Christy Shuff (owner/operator of Rumours Art and Wine Bar on 12th Avenue South) invited me over to play in her small garden at Rumours, and I could not resist playing hookey. It’s usually against my religion to plant annuals before…
I’m embarrassed to admit it, but I’ve given in to the workout DVD craze. On Saturday, the “Insanity: Max Interval Training” 60-day fitness program arrived in the mail, and on Monday, I took a deep, terrified breath and got started. “Get ready to dig deeper than you ever have in your life,” says Shaun T.,…
Hyacinths are waning, daffodils and hellebores have been in bloom for weeks, sedums are peeking forth, and I hereby declare garden season officially open! (At least in Zone 6 and parts south – Mainers and North Dakotans, tune in in a month or so…) For you Zone 6 and 7 folks, if you…
One chilly autumn night nearly ten years ago, Hal and I wandered three blocks north along then-sketchy 12th Avenue South and crossed the threshold of Mirror Restaurant…rather sheepishly, I should say, as we were most unattractively coated in drywall dust and related old-house grime. “Um, is it OK for us to come in here like…
Work took Hal and me back to Florida last week: me to Orlando and Miami for a Women in Aviation conference and a speaking engagement there, Hal to Pensacola to investigate some real estate holdings. After I picked Hal up at JAX airport on Friday, we cruised straight to Apalachicola, where we’d made new friends…
Nashville’s own mini-Snowmageddon found me at the Blair School of Music, interviewing a daring young composer, Blair dean Mark Wait, and the Blakemore Trio – a trinity of musicians and Blair professors. (You can hear the WPLN feature here.) I know approximately nothing about “classical music,” so little, in fact, that I am not sure…
Some people think I’m a food snob because I tend to sigh when they invite me to Cheesecake Factory or Outback for dinner. I know, sighing is a bit passive-aggressive, and I really should learn to be more agreeable. I don’t want to be one of those condescending food people who holds court about the…
I met an articulate and vivacious high school teacher named Cindy at Art Crawl last fall. We hit it off. She’s a writer and a lover of classic literature, so we had lots to talk about. And then I noticed what she had for sale: T-shirts for book geeks. I fell in love with…
The Greenery 