
Dear Girlfriends, I don’t compete in races – shoot, I don’t even consider myself a runner. But I do “jog” my three miles in 32 minutes and 15 seconds every Tuesday and Thursday, and most Saturdays. Sweating like a Texas sow in June, I do fine right up until I’m about 2.25 miles into the run. But then I hit …
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Dear Girlfriends, Just the idea of perfect work makes me laugh out loud. Yes, I enjoy running my own marketing company, but let me tell you – it ain’t perfect. As a young professional, my Pushmi-Pullyu of Perfection required that my work be exhilarating in every way. I thought my daily labor should be intelligent and interesting; the people I …
Dear Girlfriends, I seriously considered writing this Truth Nugget with only these three words: He doesn’t exist. But I decided – no… some of you clearly need a bit more explanation. I know this because I’ve read your “want ad”: Single, 30-something female looking for tall, dark, and handsome; must be well educated; professionally successful or at least demonstrates the …
Dear Girlfriends, Sit up straight. Put your feet on the floor. Use your fork. Say please and thank you. Wait your turn. Tell the truth. Chew with your mouth closed. Do your homework. Be kind. Save your money. Say your prayers. Eat your veggies. Don’t interrupt. Don’t point. Don’t whine. Don’t smoke. Don’t judge. Don’t do drugs. Don’t say bad …
Dear Girlfriends, It was a warm afternoon in May; I was fourteen years old. My Mammaw, who had carefully sewn my junior high graduation dress, gazed over my shoulder as we studied my reflection in the mirror. The tailor-made “gown” fell to my ankles – my first long dress, with matching shoes! Amazed at the girl looking back at me, …
