Because I Can
My early morning thought progression of which I feel I must share though I feel sure my grown kids and their spouses wish I wouldn't: This is such a pretty tree-- It's a shame this side of it isn't as pretty since we lost that big limb
No kin to me–
When I was a little girl growing up on Bull Run Road one of my favorite toys was a stuffed monkey with a yellow banana in his hand. I can STILL remember chewing on that plastic banana during stressful times, (most likely moments of torment inflicted by my two older sisters, regardless of what they tell 'ya.) I love monkeys, always have-- but I don't claim any
How to Spin Your Way Out of a Tall Tale
Everyone knows that fishermen are known for stretching the truth, a tad. I’m here to tell you that hunters can give ‘em a run for their money in that department. One day a bunch of the guys were standing around the John Deere store reminiscing about the last seasons’ hunting trips when Judge Allen and his wife arrived. Greetings were exchanged and the talk resumed.
Bodacious Buffalo Dip
Hey y’all and welcome back to the All Things Southern kitchen. I’m making my Bodacious Buffalo Dip today and just thinking about it made me want to share it with the rest of y'all. Here's a list of the ingredients. I'll show you how to whip it up. 16 ounces cream cheese softened 1 teaspoon garlic powder ½ teaspoon dried parsley 1 small roasted chicken from your local deli ½ cup of
Crawdad Fishing on Bull Run Road
Just a little thought recorded for you down by the lake bank this morning. Click here: Crawdad Fishing Memories P.S. If you can't help but sing a bar or two of "You Get a Line and I'll Get a Pole, Honey"-- chances are, you've got southern blood in those veins. Anybody? :) Hugs, Shellie
A Nostalgic Look at my Famous Poetress Years
Just found this buried in the bottom of a file cabinet. It's my journal from my junior and senior years of high school and it is some serious stress relief! It comes from my famous poetress period. Here, I'll show you by copying an excerpt from one of the (she clears her throat) more interesting ones
Bro. Bart’s Learning Curve
Word is that young preacher, Bro. Bart, is still trying to find his way in the ministry. It’s not that anyone around here holds his northern upbringing against him; exactly…it’s just that Bro. Bart’s ways are a little funny to the community. Still, you have to hand it to the young man. He’s mighty zealous about his calling. The other day Bro. Bart went out
One more reason why I’m weird
Hey y'all, can we chat? I am, without a doubt, one of the strangest people I know. I could list a myriad of reasons why that is so (and I'm picturing a whole host of people who would love to offer their help with such a list) but here is just ONE. It's about that last post-- the one with the super cool picture I found-- the one
Wrapped in the Arms of Love
Hey y'all, I'm always trying to describe how I came to be head over heels in love with the Word. It's not a relationship that happened overnight and it did NOT happen just because I decided to follow Jesus. On the contrary, I spent years as a follower of Christ wondering what in the world was wrong with me. I remember trying to get up in the mornings' wee hours to
Sue Ellen Facebook Party Wrap-up and List of Winners!
"Lord'avemercy," I said when the bell rang and the Sue Ellen Facebook party officially wrapped last night, "I've been to a pig roast, several county fairs and a handful of goat ropings--- and I've NEVER seen anything like THAT!" Madness is what it was, but it was lovely madness. We really must do it again, y'all. In the meantime, (while we're all recovering), here's a wrap