It’s no secret that Pink Martini is pretty much my favorite band in the world. My crush first developed the first time I heard the French lyrics to “Sympathique,” while vacationing in Greece, and I fell head over heels when… Continue Reading
I received a Facebook message last November that went like this: “I was thinking about my life and the future, and I came to the conclusion that being you in the future would be pretty cool.” That was Lily Tanner’s… Continue Reading
I played by the rules, and now my tomatoes are dead. Yes, I was one of those people who took the city of Redding’s new water restrictions to heart, and I’m kind of sorry I did. Northern Californians have actually… Continue Reading
I’m conducting a scientific experiment. It’s really not that scientific. I’m not clad in a white smock, there’s no laboratory filled with bubbling beakers, and there’s no control group. But I’ve got a hypothesis, and I’m testing it out. And… Continue Reading
To put it mildly, I was kind of a rebel back in the day. I was the kind of kid who liked to march to the beat of my own drum. I just thought I knew what was best for… Continue Reading
Yep, Sophia!!!! She’s the guest columnist for this week, freshly back from her trip to France, with a playlist full of French songs! -Val I don’t know what you’ve heard about French stereotypes, but I can tell you that -for… Continue Reading
My little baby left home today. Ma petite citrouille, my little pumpkin, is flying to France for ten days with about a dozen other kids from her high school. I’m used to saying goodbye to my teenager every summer. She… Continue Reading
Have I ever told you the story of how I got here? No? Refresh your drink, settle in, and I’ll tell you how I became acquainted with Redding and became the Mistress of Ceremonies at the Cascade Theatre. And stick… Continue Reading
The day after I graduated from college, my friend Lisa and I got on a plane headed for Athens. Greece, not Georgia. It was a decision that changed my life forever, and I owe it all to my mom. To… Continue Reading
I can’t even count on all my fingers and toes how many times the following has happened: I’m out somewhere. I could be pretty much anywhere, doing pretty much anything when it happens. Checking out size 8 1/2 shoes at… Continue Reading
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