I stood in the middle of the candy aisle contemplating the merits of a duo of delicate dark chocolate almond butter cups. The alternative: my go-to plain dark chocolate bars. In a 10-pack. The plan was to sweeten my sour mood with chocolate. But given my stranded status, quantity won over quality. I wheeled the … More The Art of Turning Sour into Sweet
When was the last time you wanted to run away? Last year? Saturday? Just a few minutes ago when you shut yourself in the bathroom to see what the internet held for you and found yourself reading this post? Yep I get it. Pete: Where’s Cora, Cousin Wash? Washington Hogwallop: [chewing and choosing words carefully as his … More The Answer for When You Want to Run Away
It’s Sunday morning circa 1987 and I can see my Grandma Rue, standing at the stove in a flowered smock dolloping hush puppy batter into hot oil. Other simmering pots hold collards and a picnic shoulder, green beans, butter beans and potatoes. On some visits, mom goes with Granddaddy to church. Growing up in tobacco territory, my … More The Lost Art of Sunday Dinner
{You’re about to read part two – a follow up from my post last week. If you haven’t read part one- you can find it here and I’ll be ready and waiting with the rest of the story when you get back….} Three to four hundred… Thousand… Dollars. That’s the price range the nice lady realtor relayed in her … More When Your Will Isn’t My Way
Planted just near the end of my evening stroll with a wide board walk stoop and tin roof stands an old nameless building. In a former life it may have served as a gas station given it’s wide bay door off to the side but driving by now, one would hardly find it a refreshing oasis on … More How to Own the Business of Being You
