So it wasn't the relaxing getaway we imagined (thanks to a towed car and lost keys), but our weekend trip to Greenville had some highlights—like enjoying tales told by a native and a bite of Bavaria
"Meat and Three...glasses of wine" could be the theme for this 2013 Charleston Wine + Food Festival. Here's a peek at my Cypress-Grocery-Lee Bros.-Lata-Booze Cruise weekend whirlwind, plus more
Best lines from this blog: "Why do you think so much weird stuff happens to me?" (My husband) replied, "Because you live." Here's more of the wise words we loved from Renae's Mortality Moment blog...
Yesterday I gave you a look at the pre-ride party for the Tweed Run. Well here's a look at the actual event, dangerously captured while riding my bike. (How great this would be in downtown Chas?!?)
It's fall in Charleston; thus the perfect time to run outdoors. So turn off the TV, step off the treadmill, and head outside already! Here are my five favorite running routes around town
In getting ready to run the 10K Eco-Run this weekend at Folly, Claire talks triathlons, training, and why signing up for a race can be a great way to streamline your workouts
In her first post on Grit, Heavy On the Veggie's Claire O'Bryan shares her foolproof ways to incorporate more fruits and vegetables into your daily eats
With help from a well-worth-a-second-read quote from the late Nora Ephron, Stephanie's "Read On" post reminds us to unplug every now and then—to swap out our computer screens for nature or a nice book
You can't teach an old dog new tricks? Not true, as proven by my dog, Snowy. It seems you just have to have the right teacher (in this story, said teacher is a box turtle)
A Sperry Top-Sider photo shoot was recently staged here in the Lowcountry, complete with croquet and kayaking, swooped hair, Wayfarers, and lots and lots of bikini-clad beach jogging
"Contemporary art breathes life into a historic home; it keeps things unpredictable and interesting..." A modern-art Q&A with collectors Kristin and Stan Stevens
This collection of bikes by Electra are not your grandmother's beach cruisers. But she would have hopped on... They're like art, and I want to hang them on my walls. Take a look...
