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 be out done by the overly cooked Easter ham, seared its way to the solid consistency of coal in about 5 hours flat. I could…
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 first verse and not the second. So I don’t have to worry about all the ox and donkey stuff!” I laughed! THIS will explain THAT:…
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 around helping out with marching band and preparing to be off work to visit the “happiest place on earth” and letting Saturday hand me a…