> “I don’t know how you do it,” Hubs sighed this morning. “Do what?” I asked. “Balance that huge head on that little body.” “Oh, you’re one to talk,” I said. “Your head is, like, twice the size of mine!” “Keep telling yourself that,” Hubs laughed. “All I know is that you were the one […]
September 6, 2007
>I guess you could say I’ve really stepped in it this time. I’ve gotten word that certain producers at a certain television network are upset about a certain column I wrote in last week’s Nashville Scene. While I didn’t mention that network or the television show I field-produced in the column, it was enough that […]
September 5, 2007
> It was a momentous day in the Ferrier household- the day of 3-year-old Punky’s very first soccer game. I’d like to say she was excited about the occasion. But I’d be lying. Instead, Punky made it clear that she was hoping to lounge around the den wearing her Disney Princess nightgown and watching her […]
September 4, 2007
> Hey. You know what time it is. It’s time for the Perfect Post Awards, a chance for bloggers to give a little extra recognition to their favorite post from the preceding month, whether it made them laugh, cry, or see things a little differently. This month, my award goes out to an amazing woman […]
September 4, 2007
> After spending the last five years coaching my stepdaughters’ various recreational soccer teams, my husband is known around town for his expertise in the sport. Our home is filled with gold, silver and bronze medals from tournaments, city championships, and season enders. Hubs is so good, in fact, that despite his job as a […]
September 2, 2007
> When I was eight months pregnant with Bruiser, I was essentially in agony. I had broken my foot, was suffering from frightening ocular migraines, and my multiple aches and pains had convinced me that I was going to give birth to a 20-pounder. What on earth made me think getting pregnant again was a […]
September 1, 2007
> “I’m glad I’m experiencing what it’s like to have a baby,” my 16-year-old stepdaughter said not long ago, as she bounced Bruiser on her knee. “Because now I’m pretty sure I don’t want any.” “Yeah, me neither,” chimed in her 14-year-old sister. “What?” I asked, stung. “What do you mean?” “I mean, it’s so […]
August 31, 2007
As some of you know, once I left my job reporting television news, I worked for a while as a writer and producer of television shows, mostly for Nashville-based CMT. That meant I interviewed celebrities. Lots and lots of celebrities. A migraine-inducing amount of celebrities. As a reporter, if a celeb had given me attitude […]
August 30, 2007
>It’s always something around here. Yesterday, we thought we’d found a car for my 16-year-old. Hubs took it to our mechanic (leaving our car and keys with the private seller as deposit) and it checked out great. He called and said we’d buy the car and arranged to make the transfer this morning. This morning, […]
August 29, 2007
>Many years ago when I was a single girl and setting up yet another telephone account in yet another city, the service provider asked what name I’d like in the phone book. “What do you mean, what name would I like?” I asked. “Wouldn’t I use my name?” “Well, you could,” she said, “but aren’t […]
August 28, 2007
