Never A Dull Moment

That moment when you are jolted awake in your motel room by the fire alarm and you don’t have a stitch of clothes on, and the next moment, you hear pounding on your door. I’d like to say this is the only time something like this has happened to me in the past week, but […]

Well, that’s gotta be a first: I fell asleep in my chair, sitting up, playing cards with a friend. At 7:00 p.m. Me: Asleep—mouth hanging open—for who knows how long. Me: Eyes fly open, realize where I am, sort of. Friend: Pretending not to notice, she says calmly, “It’s your turn.”

That awkward moment when you are singing at the top of your lungs (on your 4-hour ride home from Sunnyside with your husband) and the music stops dead because you hit a no-service area but your voice is still going full-throttle.

There’s my man, guarding the homestead in proper flood attire. Because everyone knows you should fight the onslaught of neverending water with shorts and rubber boots.

That moment when you and one of your bandmates try on T-shirts in the corner of the church behind a curtain, laughing your heads off because you’re both just having a great day, and you realize hours later that there are probably security cameras there.

That moment when you are both standing naked in your condo and you hear the front door open.  

That moment when you finally, finally make a trip to the local shoe store in town after putting it off for at least a year (What can I say? I’m spending too much money in Nashville) and you decide to make a grand entrance by face-planting on the concrete sidewalk in front of the establishment.

That awkward moment when you type a note to your computer guy via Messenger because you’re in Nashville and don’t have access to your business email….you decide to switch gears, try to copy the message to send to your husband via text so he can forward to your computer guy from your home desktop, and […]

Hanging out at the beach with my boy. I’m pretty proud of myself: I forced myself to go into the ocean, even though I was petrified.  (Click here if you want to know why.) Okay, so the water was only up to my knees, but I have to chip at my phobias a little bit at […]