I felt like a teenager again- and not in a good way. Dressing for court in my most grown-up ensemble and bringing along the boy for moral support (or a scared straight tactic...whichever...) I faced a judge for the first time in my driving career last summer. Mercifully, he granted driving school for the speeding ticket I was given months before.… Continue reading Living at The Speed of Life
Years ago in a fit of yard sale passion I sold my precious round claw foot pedestal table. As I embarked on feeding a teenage step-son {and sometimes his friends...} I thought a more substantial square trestle style table {from my now defunct craft room} would be a better fit for our new family. So off it went. But despite… Continue reading Tables and Knees and Folks Down the Road
Our sweet outdoor kitty, not much older than a kitten herself, suddenly became a mama- not that she didn't know it - but rather it came as a surprise to us. At 10:30 am there was one. By 11:52, two more. Tiny things that barely looked like cats according to the boy who witnessed the… Continue reading How to Answer When Creation Comes to Call
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… Continue reading 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… Continue reading The Lost Art of Sunday Dinner
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