Peter - Tricia Lott Williford

“I’ve Seen Better Legs on a Table”

by Tricia Lott Williford | Sep 22, 2020 | Courage, On My Mind, Peter, Video, You Can Do This

I am forty-one years old. That happened this summer. I am solid in my emotional convictions about birthdays (love them) but also odd numbers (hate them), but forty-one seems to be here for a while longer, and we are becoming friends. Since I am the age that I am, I...

Today, I Said Thank You.

by Tricia Lott Williford | Sep 19, 2020 | Broken Foot Summer, Life As A Mom, On My Mind, Parenting, Peter, Pictures, Writing

Today, I said thank you to the Starbucks barista who made my Pumpkin Cream Cold Brew, even though she is complicit in my addiction. I won’t press charges as long as she keeps making that goodness that unabashedly defines autumn for my soul. Today, I said thank...

Ranch Dressing and Orgasms

by Tricia Lott Williford | Apr 23, 2020 | All Boy, For Real?, Parenting, Peter, Tuck, Tyler

“Mom, did you know they make ranch dressing seasoning?” one son says. “I feel like she bought that already,” says the other son. “No, not the dressing mix. It’s in a shaker. Like parmesan cheese,” says one son. “I had a...

Cheezits Communion

by Tricia Lott Williford | Apr 10, 2020 | Holidays, My Faith, My Family, Peter, Quotables, Remembering, The Bible

Every night, we have ice cream at 8:00. And some evenings, we have it at other times, because it’s 8:00 somewhere. We are living it up in our locked up condition. Last night, before our evening constitution, Peter brought us all together at the dining room...

A Dog, A Commercial, and My Imaginary Friends

by Tricia Lott Williford | Feb 28, 2020 | I Am Ridiculous, Married Life, Peter

Peter’s talent agent booked him for his next gig. “Pete, let’s have the wife come along this time – oh, and that darling dog whom everyone loves. Bring the wife and the dog. The client would like to have all of you in the commercial.”...

The Rules of Being a Stage Mom

by Tricia Lott Williford | Jan 28, 2020 | Life As A Mom, Peter, Tyler

There are rules to this gig of Stage Mom. I’m a babe in the woods, learning as I go. For starters, Actors rehearse. Athletes practice. Ne’er shall the two be confused nor interchanged, except when I get it wrong. The only thing worse than when I...