Were You Scared?

Were You Scared?

Posted previously on Women and Words. “Were you ever scared?” “Did you ever feel as if you weren’t safe?” Dixie and I get asked these two questions a lot since returning from our cross-country van trip. Mostly by women. It really sucks that women have to ask. But I...
Roadtrip USA: Day Twenty-eight

Roadtrip USA: Day Twenty-eight

There are a lot of reasons to love Dixie Cox. Anyone who knows her knows this. She gives the best hugs. Is funny. Genuine. Generous. But here’s another reason to love her: wherever we go, be it campsite, trail walk through the desert, slow amble along a river, she...
36 Hours and Counting…

36 Hours and Counting…

Nothing between us and the open road now but millions of details! Line up house sitter. Check. Place Fun Institute into capable hands. Check. Arrange for bills to be paid. Check. Contact lawn guy. Check. Set email auto-responders. Check. Connect with Bookshop Santa...

Walking Into the Future—Backwards!

There is a moment in an improv scene, or I should say many moments in an improv scene, when you and your scene partner are standing on the breathtaking precipice of the unknown. It’s a wonderful, terrifying feeling. It can happen like this. Top of the scene: the two...

Hitched!

Dear Reader, Those of you who know me, know I have never felt strongly about the institution of marriage. You’ve heard me say, “A one-time commitment, even if you have spent a fortune on it, inviting all your friends, springing for a fancy hall, is not enough to keep...