Have you ever had one of those moments where everyone is singing or talking loudly, and then they stop but you keep going until that mortifying moment when you realize you are the only one making noise, and everyone is staring? Of course, I just mean this theoretically, that’s never happened to ME. But anyway, another ... continue reading

As I sat in the hotel room bathtub, all I could think about was the perfect storm of “cough-pocolypse.” A month ago, when my husband and I booked two seats to hear poet David Whyte speak in San Antonio, it seemed like an inspiring idea and a fun road trip. Then life happened. Over the holidays my husband got the ... continue reading