Our Christmas dinner roast ranks right up there in prestige with the Easter ham.  I burned both this year.  Oh those poor poor meals. The Christmas roast, not wanting to …

She jumped into our SUV in the school pickup line with an easy-breezy sigh. “I got the solo! But it’s all good because Mr. Grizzard asked me to sing the …

I’m not kiddin’ y’all, I TOTALLY blew it. sigh But the awesome thing is ~~ there’s still a winner! Here’s how it all came down: I was just generally rushing …