by Robin | Nov 5, 2010 | Life Philosophy, Personal
I like musicals. In my head I can sing and dance like nobody's business, but in real life? Not so much. From "Mame," Open a New Window is one of my all-time favorite show tunes–oh, how I love its music and message!...
by Robin | Sep 3, 2010 | Favorite things, Food and Drink, friendship, Life Philosophy, Mom stuff, Personal, Photos
Have you had a moment this summer where you stopped to savor the sweetness of life? Take a minute to think about it…. When asked, I suddenly felt rich because not one, not two, but three sweetly, savorable summer moments immediately came to mind! A...
by Robin | Aug 4, 2010 | (in)courage, Biltmore trip, Faith, Life Philosophy, Personal, Southern, y'all
"Can you follow directions–can you really follow directions?" It wasn't so much a question, repetition and tone suggested gentle insistence. I hesitated before responding because I know something about myself– Sometimes I...
by Robin | Jul 16, 2010 | Advice, Books, Chattanooga, Encouragement, Family, Favorite things, friendship, Great ideas!, Life Philosophy, Mom stuff, Personal, Teens & Tweens, Writing
Sometimes you strike gold when you aren’t even mining for it. The idea was planted the way a lot of great ideas are–buried in the loamy subconscious, waiting to burst surface at just the right time. The blame–no, make that credit–goes to Don...
by Robin | Jun 10, 2010 | Encouragement, Health, Life Philosophy, Mom stuff, Personal
In my on-going quest to (take your pick…): stay in shape get in shape tone existing muscle build non-existent muscle lose weight fit into my summer clothes relieve stress defeat insomnia train for a marathon l i v e t o s e e m y g r...
by Robin | Apr 6, 2010 | friendship, Life Philosophy, Memoir, Personal, Uncategorized
It is the best of times and worst of times that reveal the most of who we are. Tuesday was my birthday; on Wednesday two friends died. It’s an odd thing, reconciling the emotions attached to celebration of life and celebration of end of life…. * * * * * I...