In this week’s podcast episode we discuss the royal weddings, world conflicts we know little to nothing about, Lenny, Kurt, and Kathleen. Our pretentious opinions about celeb culture are called into question by our obvious love of our approved-celeb-culture obsessions! Cheers!
I often think of this story my friend tells when I’m making myself too busy. What am I forgetting or avoiding? What am I afraid to face? What is slipping between the cracks as I ensure nothing else is?
For all my visits to The Gage and all my complaining that not enough restaurants and bars offer cool alcohol-free drinks on their adult drinks menus, I didn’t try their specialty sodas until recently.
At 2 a.m. Wednesday morning, Justin woke me up. He was having trouble breathing. His heart hurt. I figured it was nothing new, just a slight panic attack he gets mid-sleep sometimes. I stroked his back and laid my head back down on my pillow. I let my eyes close again. Sleep seconds away. But I wouldn’t go back to sleep for six more hours. Something was wrong.
Our recent travels included a stop in Old Louisville for Justin’s 5 For the Road comedy tour. Here are some recent discoveries from our latest trip you should hit up the next time you’re in Derby City.
Today after my evening run, I stretched in the park across from our apartment. As I laid on my back to stretch these American thighs, I turned my head to the side. Eye level was an ant diligently collecting nectar from a dandelion as if it was the most important thing in the world. He climbed all over this supposed weed, through its golden landscape, over its hilly petals. It made me remember something my dad told me this weekend while I was home.