Ten years!!! Are you kiddin’ me? Ten years ago, I published a post on my original blog, and off I went into the wonderful world of blogging. Ten years ago, I had an amazing husband, AND I still do! I had a 4 year old, a 15 year old, a 17 year old. Now I…
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…
So exactly three weeks ago at this very moment, well, at this very moment if you are reading this at 9 a.m. on Wednesday… we were riding the ferry across the moat to the Magic Kingdom in Disney World. Standing imposingly in the distance, the magnificent castle seemed to harken, “Come hither, come hither, dear…
The room sizzled with awkward beauty attributed to pre-teenage girls. Chatter bounced from one to the other about boys and who’s dating and clothes and half-up-half-down-hairstyles and whether “so and so’s” “winged eyeliner” was on. point. Keeping myself right smack dab in the middle of the dream-filled youthful conversation, I said, “Always remember, no matter what,…
“Fresh cart. Fresh cart.”, the Goodwill employee, muttered. Without a hint of excitement or drama in his voice he pushed the large 3 shelved metal cart, bulging and heaped with thrifty possibility, to a stand-still. Clicking the stop latches, on the rolling casters, into place with the tip of his black shoe, he sauntered away…
Ooohh!! I was mad. “Hoppin’ mad… mad. as. a. hornet”, they say. I wonder if I should have taken to twitter… created a twitter storm, or called the local TV station? Posted on Instagram maybe? OR…here’s a great one…a facebook rant! Or should I have dug an aluminum baseball bat from the back of the…
I quickly glanced at the text I had just received on my phone. It appeared that one of my sisters who lives right on the “tippy-slopey-slippery-sandy” edge of the Southeast Florida coast was going to be slammed and upheaved and flooded and swept away like a red and white plastic bobber on a 25lb fishing…
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