I sent my mother off to WE Fest last night. I instructed her to be careful, warning that people die there every year. I also requested she not take drinks from strangers — an act that’s right up her alley. They peeled off, headed for the country fest and I smiled. Me, advising my mother, …
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A More Colorful Kind of Love
It’s Valentine’s Day again and I’m still wondering whether we’ll ever do away with this silly holiday. As I’ve ranted about in previous blogs, this day forces men to show their love in the form of a $100 flower arrangement (which in many cases still isn’t “enough”). Couples desperately make reservations and fight crowds to eat an …
One man's treasure is another woman's nightmare
When’s the last time you acted like a kid? I don’t mean allowing a spurt of immaturity get the best of you or clumsily knocking over a cup chocolate milk. Dig a little deeper. When did you last go back in time and try to do something you did frequently in your earlier years? I’m …
Waitin' on You
What do you think of when picturing an artist? A dude with a funny hat? A color pallet? A musician? Someone who’s a little…. different? How about yourself? Have you ever created a work of art? No? Ever try? I’m not an artist. Sure, I’ll take a stab here and there, but for the most …
Stitching memories
I used to needlepoint. Most people my age likely haven’t an idea what needlepointing is, but I learned at a young age thanks to the inability to detect whether I was being a pest. My sister and I used to lace up our tennies, kickstand our bikes in the driveway and devise a plan – …
A pumpkin is a pumpkin!
I prepared the first two pumpkin pies of the season last night. Made from real pumpkin, they at least look like something people will be fooled into dishing up. Let me start by getting this out into the open: I use “regular” Jack-O-Lantern pumpkins. As in, after Halloween, I take my spookily carved pumpkin, chop …
One man's junk is another woman's dresser
It’s amazing what some people consider junk. As experienced by Fargo citizens on cleanup week, handfuls of people are willing to put a bit of work into an item that a previous owner called it quits on. They should start calling it “trade up” week. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t gone “shopping” …
City Transportation: not as creepy as expected
I’ve been meaning to take the bus since Earth Day. Earth Day was in April. That’s almost six months ago. Alright, so it took some courage building, but I finally gave it a go yesterday. Contrary to popular belief, it wasn’t confusing, inconvenient, creepy or life threatening. I’m still living and breathing and to my …
Women in Business
Each year, I get the honor of interviewing and writing stories about some of the area’s most interesting, successful women. “Women in Business” is on my top 5 list of favorite publications to compile for The Forum. Every year, a select few of Fargo’s successful women open their door to prove it’s possible to make a …
Lessons from the Garden
If you’re a regular reader, you may remember the trouble I went through to create my first garden this spring. As stated in the mid-May column, I hadn’t a clue what I was doing. My sister was questioning me and the garden’s cost quickly quadrupled the allotted budget. Even the dog crushed my dreams by …