Monthly Archives: May 2015

Sometimes it just isn’t about you (or me). I’d love to say that I know this down through the toes of my running socks to the tips of my hair each and every day from the moment I wake up until I drop into bed at night. But then I’d be lying to you, and you know what a terrible liar I am; it’s that guilt thing innate to Southern women.

Recently I took a little road trip that hadn’t exactly gone my way, and on the drive home I threw myself a bit of a pity party (I am sooo not proud of this.). Tears flowing, sobs gasping, and all that nonsense. As, I’ve said before, I am not a pretty crier. Thank heavens I hadn’t bothered with make-up because not all the tissues in Arizona would’ve cleaned up that mess. (Normally, this Southern girl lives by the axiom that a well brought up lady only leaves the house without lipstick when she’s on her way to the gym or some such activity; but, hey, 8 hours alone in a car – who cared what I looked like?) Continue reading →

I’d just fallen asleep the other night when a little voice whispered, “Auntie Rachael, Auntie Rachael, are you still awake?”

It took me a moment, but I flutter-kicked my way back to the surface of consciousness, remembering that I was nestled into the soft mattress of my brother’s guest room and that just across the loft two little boys (my nephews) lay sleeping – or at least supposed to be sleeping. I rolled over as I sat up, and there stood Auz at the side of the bed. He’s 11 but appears more to be a smallish 9. I’m really, really praying that at some point he’ll hit that same growth spurt that transformed his father, my brother, into the imposing man that he is. On the plus side, Auz’s mom is quite tall; so, it could happen. Unfortunately, however, our genetic family tree stubbornly refuses to shed those leaves that left me just a smidge under 5’0” and my sister at 5’2” (when she’s wearing heels), and believe me, that chickie is always in heels. And I’ll just go ahead and admit that I love the heels, too, especially ones with a hint of sparkle. Continue reading →