Category: Dreams Coming True

3 minutes.

I’m being picked up in 3 minutes to go to the airport. And I’m leaving my computer at home. I just plain ran out of space. But I managed to fit 8 pairs of shoes for 5 days. So. Deal with that math. I can’t believe it’s really here. I’m also currently on the phone

January 31, 2010.

Is going to be a seriously exciting Sunday night. Cause I’m GOING. TO. THE. GRAMMYS. Yep. THESE GRAMMYS. Are. you. dying?!? Cause I. am. dying. [in a good way] Let me back up and explain. One of my dearest friends in Nashville in Hillary. Hillary is in a country group called Lady Antebellum. We had

NYC: 48.

[Short history: Marisa, Bronwen, and I love the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade in NYC and so we decided we wanted to go there. We flew up Tuesday morning, stayed at sweet Jamie’s place, then flew home Thursday afternoon. Marisa has already recapped here, if you wanna see her take on the trip.] We were literally

REBA

I think you know this. But I’ll remind you. I live in Nashville and seeing famous country music stars isn’t totally weird. And I’ll be honest and say that when I pass any famous person at the grocery store or wherever, I’m cool as a cucumber. Who would I not be cool around because I

Annie Parsons.

Annie Parsons is a super important friend of mine in Nashville. And this week is super important for her. Here’s a quote from her blog: I moved to Nashville because I am a songwriter.  But truth be told, at the time that I moved, I could count the number of songs I had actually written

My story.

For the last several months, we have been taking turns sharing our stories in small group. Last night was my turn. How in the world do you tell people a full synopsis of 29 years in less than an hour? And how do you tell people all of it? All the happy? All the sad?

Julie & Julia…. & Annie.

The movie Julie & Julia ended. The credits rolled. And I cried. Like a baby. Like a “Get yourself under control, child!” kind of cry. [I actually cried twice during the movie. But let’s not talk about it.] I cried because the movie was full of me- the food lover, the blogger, the unpublished author,

A story of trust… I hope.

The Thursday before I left for camp, a writing job that would have been SUPER financially helpful fell through. I went to Frothy Monkey, sat with my buddy Skip and cried, then went home and sulked. I reminded God and myself that when I moved to Nashville, I never agreed to be living paycheck to

A year ago today.

One of my favorite parts of living in Nashville is the musicians that become friends. I have always had a deep love for all things singer/songwriter, and now these are my people.  I heart it.  Mucho.  And a few weeks ago, a friend of mine gave me a demo of a song he had written. 

30,000

I’m setting a goal. But I need your help. I’ve been working on a book for a while, and a literary agent in California wants it as soon as it is done. [That is exciting.] The book is supposed to be around 50,000 words. [That is a lot.] I have 20,000 words written, edited, and