Jenny Wright



15 in 5

15 in 5

1. To my friend Gabby: your list is so much more interesting than mine. I wish I was in Paris writing a list. 2. Historically, Augusta has been called Paris of the South, because of its former status as resort town to folks from the North who’d vacation here. Some sources say President Woodrow Wilson […]

Play Nice

Play Nice

Editor’s Note: Please enjoy this column from last year while Jenny recovers from a minor injury. The Girl had her first major run in with a mean girl last week. We knew she would be fine, but, for a few days, she was deeply hurt by the actions of her classmate. She was forgiving but […]

Park You

Park You

September in Augusta is busy, y’all. The sticky heat starts subsiding, and we all want to be outside. Here’s a bit of good news. There’s a lot going on around here! One weekend, jam packed with events, sparked a big discussion on a local information Facebook page. If you want to check it out, search […]

I Feel Your Pain

I Feel Your Pain

I know, I know. Carpool is a b*!@#! Your school’s carpool takes the longest. The carpool line outside of your neighborhood is the worst. No one understands what you’re going through. Yes we do. We all do. I hate to bring carpool up for a second or third time in as many years, but believe […]

15 in 5

15 in 5

It’s hot. This summer was hot. Y’all know I don’t complain about the heat, but it’s hot. Our house has even been hot, and I think that’s what makes me lose my mind. The July power bill is due to arrive any day, and I’m scared. Does anyone else feel like they can smell dollar […]

Give It a Rest, Judgers… and Blink Every Once in a While

Give It a Rest, Judgers… and Blink Every Once in a While

I’m trying to give the benefit of the doubt here. I want to assume positive intentions. It’s likely there wasn’t any malicious intent, but because of recent debates, I’m sensitive. Maybe I’m confused. Are we supposed to be taking our kids out to eat or not? I know it’s entirely up to me, technically. I […]

Sticks and Stones

Sticks and Stones

We hear it all the time: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. I call bull honkey. Total crap. It’s like the advice they (the royal they, with all the answers) give brides when it rains on their wedding day. “They say it’s good luck if it rains on […]

Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh

Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh

We took the kids to sleepaway camp a few weeks ago. We dropped them off, in the middle of Alabama, with a bunch of complete strangers in the middle of the woods. They loved it. Growing up, I had friends who went to camp, but I never went. Well, unless you count Chuck Kriese Tiger […]

15 in 5

15 in 5

I’m trying to figure out why the Dairy Queen behind Daniel Village decided to renovate in the middle of summer. I’m no ice cream expert, but it seems Blizzards would sell amazingly well in the middle of July. Speaking of July, the fireworks this year were beyond sufficient. I love a good fireworks show, but […]

Truly Local

Truly Local

Sitting at the bar at Finch & Fifth in Surrey Center a few weeks ago, I picked up an interesting tin I’d been eyeing for a few minutes. I’m not openly admitting how often we are there (though they do have great food and a two for $10 drink special every Tuesday), but it’s enough […]