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WellRed
BY WEB EDITOR KARSEN PRICE
Everything I know about opera I learned from Pretty Woman. So going to see Carmen on Saturday at the Belk Theater should be pretty interesting, huh?
Check back for my blog on the show ... and in the meantime, look below to watch Julia Roberts' reaction (as Vivian).
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WellRed
BY WEB EDITOR KARSEN PRICE
Uneaten Girl Scout Cookies And Other Freaks Of Nature
There has been a pack of Girl Scout cookies sitting in our office kitchen now for two and a half weeks. Does this strike anyone else as unbelievable, downright outrageous, and a borderline sin? Granted, they are not Thin Mints. But we are talking Girl Scout cookies here. In my experience, Girl Scout cookies have a lifespan of about 15 minutes … longer only if the plastic wrapping on the cookies won’t tear open.
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ConfessionsCorner
BY VICKI MORELAND
Who Dat Mellow Momma?
Recently my husband and I went to New Orleans to enjoy ourselves without our 9-year-old daughter in tow. It was a week before the Super Bowl and “Who dat?” fever was high. We had been to New Orleans before, about 15 years ago, and I remembered listening to blues and drinking beer as if the music could not be loud enough and hangovers did not exist. This time, as my husband and I walked down Bourbon Street, I found myself searching for music at a decibel that allowed for talking and different from what I listened to in high school — I’d heard enough Slow Ride to last me a lifetime.
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WellRed
BY WEB EDITOR KARSEN PRICE
Dreaming About Daytona ... And (Happily) Waking Up To TCW
The middle of February is a hard time of year for me. Bittersweet, you might say. Each year, I don't expect the sad feelings to hit. I don't expect that inexplicable yearning to arrive like a dozen red roses at my door. And each year, knock-knock, I am surprised all over again when the emotion overwhelms me.
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ConfessionsCorner
BY DEB MITCHELL
Facebooking An Ex ... The Ultimate Guilty Pleasure
So I looked an ex-boyfriend up on Facebook the other day.
It might be a symptom of my impending 40th birthday, or just an unavoidable side effect of being on Facebook, but I had a feverish need to know how the almost-20 years since he dumped me have treated him. It was the ultimate guilty pleasure, something like easing PMS with a little too much chocolate — at once euphoric and nauseating. And there he was, the guy I was once head-over-heels in love with.
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WellRed
BY WEB EDITOR KARSEN PRICE
Losing Sleep Over Lost
Are you tired today? Like me, did you stay up all night watching the two-hour Lost season premiere, and then have a heck of a time going to sleep for worrying about black smoke and the epitome of bald evilness, A.K.A. John Locke? And, like me, did you think the black smoke was awfully reminiscent of the cheesy black smoke that drug off the bad guys in front of Patrick Swayze’s very eyes in Ghost?
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ConfessionsCorner
BY MICHELLE YOUNG HUBACHER
Mid-Week Fantasizing — All From A Racy Read
It arrived in my mailbox mid-month. I was, as always, shocked when I saw it, and stood on the street in front of my house slowly opening the front cover and looking inside. I could feel my face flush as I did so. Realizing any one of my neighbors could walk up to me and see the magazine I was holding, I tucked it under my jacket and walked into the house, whispering a silent “thank you” for the fact that it was I who grabbed the mail that day … and not one of my young daughters.
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WellRed
BY WEB EDITOR KARSEN PRICE
You Can Check Out Any Time You Like, But You Can Never Leave
For the last several weeks, my family has been consumed with caring for my mother in the hospital. (Christmas? Schmistmas.) While she is not out of the woods just yet, and I cannot go into the details of her health here, I feel that I have to share just a few of the nuggets of wisdom I have picked up over the last several days and nights spent in, as my mom is now calling it, Hotel California.
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WellRed
BY WEB EDITOR KARSEN PRICE
Everything I Know About Interior Illumination
While I was hard at work at midnight the other night, deftly plying Christmas lights on the tree that won’t quit, I started thinking about what a big deal Christmas lights are in my family.
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