Liz

Friday after getting my hairs cut, I went out with some of Sandra’s gal pals for a “Ruby Friday’s” visit to Ruby Tuesday‘s in Bedford. When I left my abode in Denton, I wasn’t sure how long of a drive it would be to Bedford, but optimistically I was hoping for 45 minutes. Oof. More …

I’ve been virtually incommunicado for about 36 hours now — which is to say, I didn’t check my e-mail or post any blog stuff at any point between midday Friday and this (Sunday) morning, so I have a few things to catch up on. Bear with me here. It’s been a good (but exhausting) weekend. …

My mom’s on City Council in my hometown, and frequently in news stories published about Council meetings, she shows up a lot. Last night’s meeting was no exception. Who’d have guessed my mom would be a mover & shaker on City Council? 🙂

I don’t know why, but while I was putzing around this morning I was thinking about a letter my dad sent me while I was at camp one summer years and years ago — it was an utterly hilarious accounting of their road trip back to Mountain Home after dropping me off at ATU in …

Isn’t my dog the most adorable hound that you ever did see?

I swear, never in my lifetime have I witnessed (or maybe just noticed) so many good things happening at roughly the same time to so many people I know. People all around me are in varying stages of falling for someone they’ve recently met, AnnaLisa’s set a wedding date, Eric’s buying his first house, my …

Not only are the Spankers coming to Dallas while I’m off the mainland, they’re coming to DENTON, TOO!!! I don’t want to seem like a whiner, but … good grief!

I don’t watch a lot of television. That said, if I had thirty minutes of tv-watching a day to meter out, I’d choose never to miss an episode of “The Daily Show with Jon Stewart” — to me, that alone is truly must-see tv! Clearly, Jon’s stock is rising in the world of television and …

I’ve always felt a particular affinity for the underdog, quite possibly because I grew up going to a high school with a somewhat less-than-stellar football team. That doesn’t mean my optimism is quashed year after year, though; my blood runs blue and gold, echoes of “Bomber Man” replay in my mind, and I will forever …

I thought about posting this here, but good grief — it’s way too long. Brace yourself for the inevitable gasping in disbelief, and then mosey over to take a look at the AFI 100 list my Web site. I say brace yourself, because I’ve only seen 37 of them. Yikes! This was inspired by Matt’s …