“120 people. Heading home and in serious pain” The text message I sent my husband just before loading a box of wine into my car, adj...

Oh I’ve got your pink alright…. Got the deepest and most expansive pink in town I can take you from tight, lean and restrained To flesh...

I think I may have mentioned, like a couple seventy times, that I simply adore getting my hands on a menu and getting my wine dork swerv...

I woke Sunday morning feeling like I had swallowed battery acid and a freight train had run smack dab through the center of my skull. We ...

                                (Call-o, Jeremy and me with my Ever So Happy to be having a picture taken face)                    ...

Love is all you need. Sitting here in the bar at John Wayne, (Um, really? This is the level of greatness that gets an airport named a...

“Sam” “Sam” “Sam!!” I woke with my heart pounding as the panicky, almost terrified voice tried to stir me from my deep slumber. I spun o...