I don’t know what got me and my sisters talking about life at the A-frame. I was home in Kentucky last week visiting my family…
Author: Leslie Searcy
“I haven’t even started this week’s blog post!” I cry to Amy, my life coach friend on the phone today. “I don’t know what to…
I’m so excited. I’m going on a three-day cleanse followed by a six-week detox and eating protocol which involves removing Lectins from the diet to…
I’m flying back home to Los Angeles from the quiet little Asheville, North Carolina airport. Nick and I have enjoyed a final meal at Cracker…
Nick and I have a week left of our stay in Sylva, North Carolina and we’re already sad about leaving. We’ve reconnected with old friends,…
I forgot what it’s like living in a small Southern town. Nick and I are escaping the craziness and claustrophobia of Los Angeles by spending…
Anybody want to join me in playing The Minimalism Game? It sounds fun and easy. It’s a 30-day challenge you can take with a pal…
“Hey, Omar,” I said to him when he walked by me in the kitchen. “Can you reach that lightbulb?” “Where? Which one?” “The burned out…
When my daughter, Chloe suggested a socially-distanced outdoor Christmas this year, I pictured my hard-won Christmas traditions going down the drain. Picking out the Christmas…
Imagine, if you will, Christmas in a tricked-out suburban basement in Owensboro, Kentucky, 1969. My Grandmom’s house had been built for her and Grandad only…