“I’m not, by any means, at the end of this journey. But I have traveled this beautiful new road far enough to know that this is how I want to live the rest of my days. I’m almost forty, feeling…
Archives for October 2016
Being present, carrels, equal and starting again.
Thirteen years. (I like marriage.)
Today we celebrate thirteen years of marriage. Thirteen. Sigh. I smile as I type this. Oh, Craig… we had no idea what the future would hold for us when we met one another halfway that day in 2003, now did…
Luke Perry is on the cover of AARP and…
…and I have no words. How did this happen? How did Dylan McKay turn 50? I don’t understand. This doesn’t compute. Is anyone else wondering how this happened? I will say this. FIFTY is rocking. I have friends in their 50’s…
On trend for fall.
Owl pants. They pair nicely with talons. —
The Story of when I met Lionel Richie: Volume 2
(If you haven’t already read Volume I of The Story of when I met Lionel Richie, click here.) How do you sleep knowing that the next day you’ll be meeting (and hopefully hugging) Lionel Richie? I’ll tell you what, you…
The next Lionel post…
…is almost done. I wrote it. I just need to edit and add photos. THANK YOU for your patience! (It’s been a busy week.) —
Sentiment & Sea Glass
Someone told me recently that I was a very old soul. And I can’t tell you how much that pleases me. While I am a Belieber, I also loved watching M*A*S*H* and Cheers and I adored John Mellencamp when he still…
The Story of When I Met Lionel Richie: Volume 1
I’m smiling as I type this. (Of course, I am.) I mean, where do I even start? I suppose I should start at the beginning. Like, the real beginning: In my house, there were two records that were permanently on…
Today is the day.
Today I’ll meet Lionel Richie. That’s all.
Meet my new niece!
Look at THIS cutie pie who arrived this morning weighing 6 lbs 10 oz and measuring 20.25 inches long. Meet my baby sister’s baby: Lily Ann. I’d say that Miss Lily is the last in the lot of the grandkids….
Chicken pox, poison-something and my Lionel Dress.
Happy October, from Ferg. This post has nothing to do with Ferg. That’s why I included her at the very beginning. It seems only fair. I honestly wonder if the stars were aligning this past week trying to steal my…
