Bits and Pieces

ILUVÜ, IHÅTÜ, IKEA

My recent visit to the mecca of affordable furniture, IKEA, reminded me that there are two kinds of IKEA shoppers: me and The Others. Our universes have been predestined to collide in eight-hour shopping marathons that, frankly, have become unbearable.…

Forward Momentum

I experience most life change during the summer months. And this year was no different: I both moved into a new house, and embraced a new career path by becoming the editor-in-chief at Slice. But here we are at summer’s…

Thanks for the Memories

I’ll cut straight to the chase: big changes are going on at the Slice House this month. You may recall from my previous musings that I started working here during the magazine’s previous incarnation nearly two decades ago – a…

Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep

My husband and I rarely go to bed at the same time, but on the rare occasion that we do, we’ll compare notes about how tired we are. This week, we commiserated about exhaustion one evening, after I’d shampooed the…

In Tune With June

  We are in the season of weddings (and anniversaries – happy 12th, hubby!), vacations and all-around warm-weather fun. When I take a moment to review this issue’s slate of stories, I realize I have a touch of summer fever…

The Living is Easy

Happy days are here again! It’s time to banish those gray and rainy early spring days and get ready for one of Oklahoma’s most enjoyable outdoor months … ah, May. With our minds on leisurely pursuits in balmy (not yet…

The Thrill of Victory

Spring is no time to rest on our laurels, so it’s full speed ahead to reveal the results of our third annual Best of the City poll. I had a ball reading comments left by voters while I was compiling…

Pantry Raid

It’s usually this time of year that my mind is startled out of its sweater-weather rut by the inevitable truth that short-sleeve season is upon us and I’ve done nothing all winter to rein in the spread of my cafeteria…

The Land I Love

When I first moved to Oklahoma from the other side of the Red River, I had some time on my hands. For the first time in a long time, I wasn’t going to an office every weekday, and I was…

Best Year Ever

I never ring in a new year with a lot of fanfare. Halloween has always been my holiday of choice because I enthusiastically endorse any opportunity to assume another identity and consume candy with abandon.  New Year’s, on the other…

The Journey Forward

A new year is upon us. All the trappings and trimmings of the holidays have been packed away (maybe), and thoughts have turned to all the things we will and will not do (maybe) in the coming year. In our house,…

(Black and) Blue Christmas

Gather ’round, boys and girls! Here’s a true story about Christmases when I was a little girl. Back then, Santa brought toys without warning labels and the phrase “Buyer Beware” meant someone would get hurt before sundown on Christmas Day,…

Technical Fouls

A couple of weekends ago, with my TV-watching family out of town, I was home alone. Not only did it signal a few days of peace and clean countertops, but also exclusive dominion over the big screen in the media…

I Confess

As If My Facebook And Pinterest Addictions Weren’t Productivity-Crippling Enough, I’ve Developed Voyeuristic Fondness For The Secret App, an antisocial repository of confessions from anonymous posters about every imaginable subject. No subject on Secret is off-limits, which fuels my intrigue…

Embracing the High Points

IT HAPPENS EVERY YEAR THIS TIME, and I’m woman enough to admit I am in full-blown denial. We cannot be on the cusp of a new season already. Especially that one that comes after my favorite, when flip-flops and shorts…

Wisdom of the Ages

I'M LOOKING DOWN THE BARREL OF A MILESTONE BIRTHDAY THIS MONTH and amid the accompanying funk I’m in, lately I’ve been plagued by the kinds of questions and worries that only furrow my Botox-deprived brow even more. I’m not asking…