One of my guilty pleasure Food Network shows is The Pioneer Woman. Actually, watching The Pioneer Woman is kind of like driving by a bad car crash on the freeway. You slow down and hope that something that terrible never happens to you, but can not stop staring! You can’t look away! Also, her life is so dramatically different from mine that I’m obsessed with watching it. She lives on a ranch in the middle of nowhere with four kids, a husband, and a bunch of pets. I live in the middle of a crowded city alone with the occasional annoying fly. She cooks cowboy food for a bajillion hungry people, I make salads for myself. All of her shows start with the same tagline, “Here’s what’s happening on the ranch!” I’ve been calling my house ‘Sweeney Palace,’ for quite some time and today, I’m starting a series inspired by the Pioneer Woman, Here’s What’s Happening at the Palace.
I know that I’ve been absolutely horrible about updating this blog; I don’t really have a good excuse. I took an European August, meaning that instead of actively looking for a new and fabulous job, I worked on my tan, read the latest issues of Vogue and Harper’s Bazaar, and made an insane amount of cocktails. In a word: vacation. Then September rolled around and I realized it was my birthday month and I decided to take September off too.
I said good bye to a friend’s mom.
I started referring to myself as a gypset: a jet-setting gypsy.
Finally, I still fit into my cheerleading uniform from high school!