I don’t think anything has changed the face of journalism more than social media. Gone are the days where your only option for hearing what’s going on with the world were the nightly news or maybe National Public Radio if you were more “in the know.” Now with Facebook and smart phones, the options for obtaining information have blown wide open. Think of how many times you’ve seen a news story that wouldn’t have even existed without a video clip from…
I survived October! I’ve never been so happy to meet November before, with a lot of tough dates , memories and feelings behind me for a while. This month was tougher than most, but one of the things that has surprised me throughout this grieving process is the extreme up and down of it all. I’ve jokingly diagnosed myself with grief induced bipolar disorder. That’s not to make light of a serious mental disorder, but more of the best way to…
Sometimes you’re in a bit of a mood funk because it’s been a hard month, so you buy your dog a dinosaur costume. Then you get yourself a matching t-shirt so you can dress up together. Then you drag your friends to a dog party where there are dogs everywhere in costume. They had doggie ice cream, treats and a photo booth. Pascale is definitely my fur child, because she helped herself to two servings of ice cream. There was also this…
Guys, I don’t like my saddle. Though it fits Simon relatively well, I’ve never taken to my Prestige Roma Jump saddle. On the aesthetic side, I am not a huge fan of the leather. Even after having it for a year and a half, the leather still is just okay at best. Granted, I’m not the world’s best cleaner/oiler but this thing remains slick and stiff. It doesn’t like to soak conditioner in despite my best efforts and it scratches super…
Last week, SprinklerBandit explained how she transitioned to an animal loving kid to a horse loving kid. When I read her post, I thought it would make a decent blog of my own until I realized something specific. I’ve never known a time in my life when I wasn’t in love with horses. This is not because I’m from an agricultural family, far from it. My dad is more likely to invest in a farm and turn it into a housing development…
Last weekend, I traveled to Southern California for my best friend’s wedding. It was both my first wedding without Tim, and the most I’ve danced in my entire life. I’d be lying if I said I was quivering with excitement for this event. Logistically, I’ve been running around like a crazy person all month. The day I got back from North Carolina I had my estate court date, and two days after that I got up at 3:45am central to…
Today is Tim’s birthday. He would have been 37. Tim was never someone who got super excited or made a big deal out of birthdays. One year I threw him a birthday party at our house in Austin, but I wasn’t allowed to actually call it a birthday party. He reluctantly let me put out birthday napkins and plates, and he didn’t tell anyone he invited that it was his birthday. Guests were there for a few hours before realizing…
When moving forward in life alone, objects start to take on more significance than they’re supposed to. Often times these days, I feel like an anthropologist digging through the ruins of my own house. I was putting dishes away the other day, when I dropped a plate. It was a rogue saucer, a thick, mint green plate decorated with a brown bamboo pattern on it. Before I met him, Tim had picked up a set of four from the Asian market…