They say what happens in Nashvegas stays in Nashvegas. Well, I’m not sure that’s exactly how it goes, but either way, I’m about to spill most of the beans about a recent trip Carla and I took to the home of country music and rival to Atlanta for the title of capital of the South. … Continue reading 68 hours in Nashville
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Method to my leftover madness
It’s only a slight exaggeration when I describe lunch as my favorite seven minutes of the day. After more than 30 years of work, I’m still learning to pad my calendar with time between meetings, and I often find myself squeezing in lunch while responding to emails, drafting content or catching up on breaking news. … Continue reading Method to my leftover madness
Dream weaver
I am not much of a dreamer. That’s not to say I don’t have hopes and dreams like any normal person. I just mean I don’t tend to dream much during my sleeping. Or, more accurately, I haven’t typically remembered my dreams when I wake up. How I imagine people imagine me dreaming based on … Continue reading Dream weaver
Take your child to work day
Children belong in the workplace. Or at least, my 23-year-old child with an appreciation for historic buildings is welcomed on the campus of Oglethorpe University where I spend my days (and often nights) telling stories and inspiring alumni and friends to engage in the university’s mission. Don’t be bringing your hyperactive four year-old to my … Continue reading Take your child to work day
Progressive progress
I could see fine until I was 18. My distance vision began to blur my senior year of high school, and I became a glasses wearer right before I went off to college. I switched to contacts sometime in my early twenties. My active lifestyle called for fewer objects on my head while I did … Continue reading Progressive progress
Ain’t no party like an 80th birthday party
I recognize that we have just emerged from a festive season, but in my world, the holidays were just the warm up for some truly historic occasions. Last week we celebrated my mother-in-law’s 80th birthday, and my dad’s 80th is just around the corner. All of the forethought and planning that have gone into acknowledging … Continue reading Ain’t no party like an 80th birthday party
The Official Wallace Family Christmas Letter 2023: Clickbait Edition
Last year I decided to revive the tradition of sending a family Christmas letter. I used the internet sensation that is New South Essays rather than putting ink on paper, and it went viral! Well, not exactly pandemic viral, but literally dozens of people were interested enough in our family’s doin’s to click on the … Continue reading The Official Wallace Family Christmas Letter 2023: Clickbait Edition
When traditions end
This week the Lilburn Wallaces will gather around our dining room table for a feast of turkey, dressing and all the fixins. I have committed to enjoying this day fully because I don’t know if 2023 will be the last time we enjoy our Thanksgiving this way. Traditions have a way of ending unintentionally or … Continue reading When traditions end
Southern accent is gone with the wind
Several stories recently caught my eye about a new study from Georgia Tech and University of Georgia researchers about the death of the Southern accent. The Atlanta Journal-Constitution and The Wall Street Journal, which are part of my morning media consumption, broke this troubling development in late September. With all the bad news lately, these … Continue reading Southern accent is gone with the wind
Another step closer to an empty nest
It’s weird that it feels weird to have a full house again this weekend. Carlton’s two older brothers have returned home to celebrate his 15th birthday today (the actual day was Oct. 10). Just when I have adapted to the extra space and quiet, there are more people and more noise and no place to … Continue reading Another step closer to an empty nest
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