A Little Angel Named Miguel

I’m convinced after this past weekend that there are lots of little angels in the world. I’m not talking so much about good friends as I am about strangers who enter our lives when we’re lost or need a pick-me-up. More often than not, these angels remain unnamed. I encountered one of these little helpersContinue reading “A Little Angel Named Miguel”

Chips Quinn Reunion: New Memories and Friends in D.C.

The Chipsters and I. Me and our cute D.C. tour guide, Carol, at the FDR Memorial. Me and my friend Meghan in front of the Capitol. Windy day. Thought I’d share a couple of photos from my trip this past weekend in Washington, D.C. I was fortunate enough to attend the Chips Quinn 2008 trainingContinue reading “Chips Quinn Reunion: New Memories and Friends in D.C.”

Honoring Mom — (and My Surrogate Moms)

I still wonder every Mother’s Day why my mom had to pass away. She’s been gone for 11 years, and yet the day is still difficult for me. I walk into the bookstore and see “Mother’s Day” book displays and overhear daughters talk about what they plan to do with their moms, and I can’tContinue reading “Honoring Mom — (and My Surrogate Moms)”

Sleeping Through the Yoga Nidra ‘Oowwmm’

One of the advantages to being a writer is that whenever something funny happens, or whenever you do something new for the first time, you get the urge to write about it. You start to observe details more carefully, you ask for people’s names and you think about colorful moments that will add to yourContinue reading “Sleeping Through the Yoga Nidra ‘Oowwmm’”

Telling Tales from Treetops

Me learning how to climb the tree in my front yard back in 1990. My dad’s standing by for support. As a child, I used to climb the maple tree in my front yard and sit on the highest branch. With a notebook in hand and binoculars dangling around my neck, I wrote down whatContinue reading “Telling Tales from Treetops”

Got a Crush on a Journalist? Skip the Cheesy Pick-up Lines

I used to think pick-up lines were a thing of the past. Not so. Throughout the past year, I’ve had three guys use the same pick-up line on me. I’m beginning to think there are profession-specific pick-up lines. If you’re an auditor, maybe the line would be, “Hey, can I call you if I needContinue reading “Got a Crush on a Journalist? Skip the Cheesy Pick-up Lines”

Singing in the Car … and on Stage

One of my favorite songs to sing for a crowd … “Ugh, it’s such a long drive,” I used to tell myself when thinking about my commute from Clearwater to St. Petersburg. Whereas the commute used to make me think of traffic and money spent on gas, it now makes me think of singing andContinue reading “Singing in the Car … and on Stage”