The Art of Living in an Impermanent World
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Please join me this Tuesday night, April 12th at 7:30 to hear John Lavey live at Zanie’s! He’s reading a story as part of That Time of the Month, a show created by his friend Melanie Vare in Los Angeles for funny female storytellers (and one token dude)….
Augusta National Golf Club is as beautiful in person as it is on TV, manicured perfection. The azaleas! The pines! The greens! The only piece of debris I saw during two full days among thousands of people was one orange…
The other day, Herb “re-screened” the wood floors in my kitchen. This involves chemicals and equipment. When he finished, Herb reminded me to stay off the floor for 5 days except in sock feet. That was a little longer than…
Regular Bacon contributor Martha Ivester has singlehandedly brought traffic to a standstill all over town. We love her anyhow! She’s 9 months into her new job tearing up streets to build out Google Fiber in Nashville (as City Manager for…
The Language of Flowers, by Vanessa Diffenbaugh, made the rounds on the book club circuit not too long ago, evoking strong feelings for many. “I feel it’s only fair to warn you, dear reader, that Vanessa Diffenbaugh’s central character … is…
Dear Readers, I’m updating the images in the Bacon photo gallery and would love to include YOUR favorite Bacon-flavored photo! As inspiration, here’s my picture from Sunday brunch yesterday: But please – don’t be limited by the plate! Surprise me! Your…
“Whiskey Tango Foxtrot,” playing in theaters now, is a middling mess. I wanted to love it: another triumph for the fabulous Tina Fey! But the movie aimed somewhere between serious and comic and just felt odd. It was never…
When the sliding glass doors open at Target, I stride in. I get what I need. I check out and leave, fighting the feeling that always sneaks in the door with me. Target has everything I need except my daughters. Some…
The Witch’s lament from “Into the Woods” haunts me. “Children can only grow from something you love into something you lose,” she mourns, after her beloved Rapunzel escapes the tower. It is part of Sondheim’s genius that your heart is breaking…