My friend Cathy and I have been neighbors and co-workers for over three years. Her daughter Becca, a first year at UVA, is adored by my children and . . .
This morning, I reluctantly turned the kitchen calendar to November. October holds such joy for my family with all the birthdays, pumpkin carving, and . . .
In today's world of rapid-fire texts, emails, and social media comments, communication is more available and more dysfunctional than ever. A few weeks . . .
I get to see my friend—and today's guest blogger—the Fredericksburg Foodie in less than two weeks for a quick overnight in Richmond, Virginia, . . .
Mary Coleman has been a beautiful voice in the lives of women for decades, her daughters being the first recipients of her wisdom. I met Mary seven . . .
Since we moved to Charlottesville, going to the Farmers Market has been part of my regular Saturday morning routine. Most of the time I leave with a . . .
This weekend was my favorite. The weather was perfect, the schedule was light, and the children were agreeable. While Graham took the kids to . . .
On Friday, I celebrated the seventh anniversary of my 30th year as my husband so elegantly put it on our way out to dinner that night. I love his . . .
How do I sum up this weekend's events in my beloved Charlottesville? My family drove home from vacation listening to and reading about the terror . . .
When writing a recipe for Vidalia Onion Pie, one's first sentence must begin with an obligatory y'all. . . Y'all, I've been into super simple . . .