Author: Samantha Endicott

We use the word foodie to describe someone who delights in the adventure of a culinary experience.  It doesn’t seem too far a stretch, then, to propose the...

In her book, The Year of Magical Thinking, Joan Didion said, “You have to pick the places you don’t walk away from.”  It has been more than a few years since I ...

“YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPY ALL THE TIME.  Life hurts and it’s hard.  Not because you’re doing it wrong, but because it hurts for...

The other night, I was out to dinner.  My drink came with a fruit wedge in it.  It had a yellow rind, which made me think it was a lemon; I wanted a lime.  Mild...

And just like that…it’s beginning to look a lot like Springtime in Kentucky!  The sun is starting to shine more days than not, daylight is extending well into e...

It has been a cold and dreary February in Kentucky.  I’m beginning to think Mother Nature Herself is going through a bout of Seasonal Affective Disorder (h...

After posting “From the Toys of Babes” last month, the words “You are your own Dolly Alanna!” have continued to echo in my mind.  I was speaking about setting i...

Christmas is my most favorite time of the year.  I love everything about it: shopping, baking, gift wrapping, ornaments, Santa Claus, holiday movies, famil...

The holidays are almost here!  In between decking the halls, cozying up with the Hallmark Channel, and delighting in the tastes, sounds, and smells of all your ...

Every night I walk my puppy, Rocky, before he goes to sleep.  For the most part our walks are uneventful save for the occasional run-in with someone else and th...