Like many others, we spent our long first weekend of summer soaking up the sun while enjoying the company of friends and family. We kicked off the pool season with an ice cream social Thursday afternoon. On Friday, Honey picked the PCP up early from his last day of preschool (boo-hoo) for a father-son round of… Read More
I am going to be quite crass for a moment and say that I knew Honey by his arse long before I knew him by his handsome face. You see, playing catcher for Georgia Tech, his face was nearly always covered by such a substantial mask that I had no idea what drool-worthy features were… Read More
I love everything about the Swan House, from the restaurant and boutique to the books and cookbooks. If you’re not already, let yourself be captivated by all things Swan… The Swan Coach House Ask any Atlanta gal to name one so-Southern ladies lunching, brunching, showering and sip-and-seeing spot and I’d bet my bottom dollar that… Read More
I know, I know… it’s ONLY pre-K graduation. BUT, seriously y’all, IT’S PRE-K GRADUATION!!! My baby is going to a bona fide full day, every day school in a few short months and, around here, we celebrate things!!! In fact, some days we celebrate NOTHING! So don’t even feign surprise that we had a family… Read More
To celebrate nine years of coupledom, I took the rein for a change and surprised Honey with a celebratory, ceremonial and cultural Moroccan meal at the exotic Imperial Fez. This Buckhead gem exudes the sights and spicy scents of Morocco in it’s dark and seductive dining room, making it appropriately easy to channel the epic… Read More
Today we celebrated Honey’s birthday! And as we have gotten older, these celebrations seemed to have evolved from where we’ll drink to where we’ll eat. That being said, we kicked off the day with Honey’s breakfast of choice – cinnamon rolls. He generally requests the Mrs. Winner’s variety (barf-o-rama), but since there isn’t one anywhere… Read More
If you were in my neck of the woods on Wednesday, you might have observed the following: After her own car broke down, a mother behind the wheel of a stick shift sedan (generously on loan from Uncle C) for the first time in fifteen years, lurching around corners, rolling down hills and stalling at traffic lights. … Read More