Going to the Chapel

It’s a little funny how Bryan and I met. He was a second year medical student at UofL (yes, University of Louisville), and I was a Master’s degree student in the biochemistry department. I like to think of that time as round 1 of graduate school and some of the best science training that I…

Father Figure

Father’s day is tomorrow.  Actually, at the time of writing this, it is a mere one hour away…  Well, all I can say is “whoops, I really dropped the ball”.  I knew that it was coming but kept pushing it to the back-burner of my mind.  Come on, there are millions of things to do…

Welcome to the Jungle

When we lived in Kentucky, I would peruse Southern Living and dream about growing beautiful Southern and tropical plants.  I lamented the short growing/blooming seasons in the “mid-South”.  Then we moved to the tropics.  The grass is always greener on the other side. I love Crape Mrytles and big showy tropical plants, not to mention…

Cold Hearted Snake

When people back home ask, “do you live in the city?” I say well, sort-of…  For a person that grew up in a town with two caution lights, I don’t have super high criteria for what in fact is a “city”.  Not that growing up in a small town is bad, because I think it…

What A Man

“What a man, what a man, what a mighty good man!”  exclaimed Salt-N-Pepper and EnVogue back in 1990-something.  I promised Bryan that I would not post anything silly or embarrassing about him on this blog.  I will try to keep that promise, LOL. My husband’s sign is Virgo, which in astrology speak translates into being…