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The Ordinary Captured in Vegas

Vegas is a paradox. It’s a place where people come from all over  to escape their ordinary daily lives. And yet in many ways, for the people who live in Las Vegas, the city is the ultimate in ordinary. Row after row of homogeneous beige stucco houses stretching into brown, dusty suburbia. Ordinary parks that…

Decorating With Parasol Chandelier – WW

The parasol chandelier collection that hangs over the Parasol Bar at the Wynn Casino in Vegas is just too good to leave in a casino. Let’s put it in a house! Where would you place it in your home? />

The Country Squire That Saved Our Lives

The green vinyl back of the front seat is icy against my hand as we slide to a thumping, abrupt stop in the snow drift. I see him in slow motion. Straight through the windshield of a mini van. Flying right by my window. My mittens come off.  The carpet is damp as I scramble…

Cat In A Sink

I caught Emory in the sink last week. Hanging out. Having a snooze. He’s either the most insane cat I’ve ever had. Or the cutest. I’m thinking insanity’s the one. Whatever he is, I have to give him credit for not minding the dried toothpaste stuck to the sides of the sink. Or, for that…

Authentic Chocolate Pie

We’re in Tennessee visiting my mother in law, and when she showed me her mother’s old box of recipes I couldn’t resist opening it and scouring the clipped and hand written recipes collected on a Virginia farm in the 1940s and 1950s. Tomato aspics, Pineapple Cheese salad, and French Fried Onions fried in one inch…

Spring in the DC woods

Caroline and I are visiting my sister, niece, and brother-in-law right now. They live in a beautiful, sun-dappled spot on the edge of urban woods in DC. If it weren’t for the mosquitoes I would have liked to have disappeared down this path and seen what fairies, elves, or gnomes I encountered. So instead I…

Sugar Bowl Mix Is In The Hot Seat!

One of my favorite parts of working in Hollywood was doing notes on a screenplay and giving notes to writers in a meeting. I loved the creative, collaborative process. But it wasn’t until I started writing myself and was “workshopped” in creative writing classes that I realized how hard it is sometimes to be in…