Things have gone a little John Hughes around here this week. The other day I had lunch with two dear girlfriends I don’t get to see very often, women I met once I moved back to Phoenix. We talked about recent purchases at Last Chance, recent travels, and recent blog posts. “Wow, you’re so brave!” […]

I had to admit to myself this weekend that I have come to loathe birthday parties. That is quite an admission for someone who named her blog Girl in a Party Hat. OK, maybe I found myself curled up in the fetal position on the couch late Saturday afternoon because I skipped lunch and it was […]

I didn’t go to my prom. Neither did Ray. I’m not sure what he did that night, but I’m quite certain he didn’t attend a speech and debate tournament instead. (Actually, I just asked him, since he’s across the kitchen making coffee. I’ll have to edit part of his response, but he said he’s not […]