Tag Archives: Memphis
Privilege
It’s been a few weeks since I last wrote a blog post here. It’s funny; you can go nearly two and a half years doing something almost every day, essentially writing in your sleep. Then, you let a little time elapse and all of a sudden you feel like you have to start over from Square […]
Good New Home
As with most things parenting, B and I were flying by the seat of our pants when it came to prepping C for the move we made last week to Memphis. She’s at an age now where she understands so much more of what is going on than we give her credit for, and it’s […]
That Starbucks
This is a post about the little things that we find to be big things. The older I get, the more I am amazed by the persistence of mundane, trivial aspects I remember from the chapters in my life. For instance, at my dad’s funeral, I remember my aunt giving me a small bottle of […]
Losin’ It to Celine Dion
Given the ubiquity of wide-legged jeans that I owned in high school, it may come as a surprise that my first concert was not the traditional rocking fare. REM came to my town when I was in eighth grade, but their show was on a school night so I wouldn’t be attending per the (fairly […]
I wore flannel in July ’cause Eddie Vedder told me to.
I have a confession to make: I’m a reluctant hipster. I like to be the first to know about the latest craze just so I can dabble in it for a sec, declare myself an expert on it, and then scorn it. It’s fun to alienate people by convincing them that you were a fan […]
Where I’ve Been, What I Did
The other day I was thinking about how my life really isn’t all that interesting. There are some bloggers who have 17 kids and appear to be doing something 1000% of the time and therefore center their blogs around their daily activities with very little analysis. I love these blogs because they are like soap […]
Remember That Time….we almost melted?
It seems way too appropriate that as I sat down at Starbucks to write about the Remember the Time theme for this week – heat waves – “Heat Wave” by Martha and the Vandellas started playing on their in-house mix. I mean, come on. Give that link a clickity click; you’ll be glad you did. […]
I’m going to talk a little about Elvis. I’m from Memphis, so it was bound to happen eventually.
I thought I could excuse myself from the Remember That Time festivities this week because I’m currently in my hometown of Memphis visiting friends and family, but I quickly learned that it’s pretty near impossible to co-host a nostalgia linkup and avoid writing about that town when all the memories are just begging to be […]
Saturdays at Mimi’s
On January 16, 1982, a Mimi was born. A fancy grandmother. Was Mimi ever not a fancy grandmother? How did she exist before her first grandchild came into the world? Who did she make chocolate pudding with the skin on top for before that day? Who did she talk about at Garden Club and Birthday […]
I said I wouldn’t blog on Christmas.
But here I am. I think there was something about driving down Park and slowing when I approached Holy Rosary because the extra Christmas Eve traffic and their street parking required it. The gleaming golden doors caught my eye the way they always do when I’m in Memphis. A family made their way through the doors […]
The Waiting 