“you had me at paella. you had me at paella.” those would be my seal the deal words to convince my beloved friend, patty harding, that she was my friend for life. my posts already border on the wordy and need for an editor, so to list this dynamo’s...
bags packed. passport found (aaaaaaaaaaah!!) gone is the giddy i usually feel with such a leave of absence. a grouchy winter morphed into a rancorous spring. we all need some respite. i feel like i’m running away, abandoning my family. how do i keep them safe...
Next weekend I’m hijacking my girlfriend’s bacherlorette weekend with her sister-in-law to Jackson Hole. Now, I’ve never been one to wear mis-matched socks, but my friend Amanda oozes style. She rocks an Hermes cuff with her snap-legged yoga pants...
