Happy Cows and Disgruntled Voters
We were absolutely bombarded with political announcements during the last days leading up to our recent statewide elections. From email to snail mail to voice mail, it was impossible to turn around without hearing another campaign ad, another attack, another rebuttal. It makes me queasy thinking how much that experience is going to be magnified by the Presidential election. Buckle up, folks. It’s true, my
Shellie’s Not So Glamorous Life
Merry Christmas, porchers! Hope all is well on your side of the screen. We're busy bees here at All Things Southern, but I'm sure you're running at high speed, too. With that in mind, I'll get right to it. Have a seat, and let’s chat…~smile~ I’ve had a few road issues lately. First there was that little incident where I arrived at a lady’s house
Jesse Owens
J.C. was born into a poor sharecropper’s family in Alabama, a frail infant who became a sickly child. With no money for doctors or medicine, his parents spent many cold winters nursing him through deadly bouts of pneumonia. Six long years later, he was walking nine miles to school with his siblings. J.C.’s father moved the family to Ohio when he was eight. The first day
3rd Annual Pearl Girls “12 Pearls of Christmas”
Welcome to the 3rd Annual Pearl Girls™ 12 Pearls of Christmas blogging series, y'all! We've gathered several of today's most beloved authors to share their Christmas "Pearls of Wisdom"! Please follow along beginning tomorrow (Wednesday the 14th) through Christmas day as Tricia Goyer, Suzanne Woods Fisher, Rachel Hauck, Sandy Ralya, Sibella Giorello, Susan May Warren and more, including yours truly, share our heartfelt stories of how God
The Great Pretenders
Emerson Ann's parents don't allow her to chew gum, mainly because she's prone to eating it instead of chewing it, but there are other problems that can befall a three-year-old chewing gum, too. Emerson's long blond hair comes to mind. Yes, it's probably wise not to allow her to chew gum, although everyone should have the pleasure of getting gum out of a little girl's
Where There’s a Will, There’s a Way
One of our Texan porchers writes in with a story from his neck of the woods. Cliff has a new neighbor named Ward, a retired business man who has now accomplished his life time dream of moving to the country. Ward bought a nice-sized ranch with good head of cattle. He's given up his suits and briefcases in favor of blue jeans and work shirts.
What Was I Saying?!
Hey everyone! Welcome back to the ATS porch! I greet you from Houston where I'm getting tons of baby sugar from our newest addition to the family. My daughter and her husband welcomed Connor Phillip Maher into the family this past Monday, the 5th at 11:46 pm. He is absolutely and completely adorable. You can see for yourself at my blog:http://www.shellierushingtomlinson.wordpress.com or on my Facebook
Pat Williams
He was born in 1940 and raised in Wilmington, Delaware by parents who taught their kids to play hard, work harder, and serve others. His first love was baseball. His skills earned him a baseball scholarship to Wake Forest University where he lettered three years and earned a spot in the Wake Forest Sports Hall of Fame. At age twenty-two he signed with the Philadelphia
From our grateful hearts.
Hey y'all, we are enjoying all of your tweets, emails, fb and voice messages about the arrival of Connor Phillip Maher. This sweet one came home today, so we are major wrapped up in him. That said, individual responses are sort of hard right now. I hope you'll forgive us for one big blanket love note to everyone: THANK YOU!
Baby Faces and Going Places!
Hey y'all! I greet you from the lovely IPhone keyboard while darling husband chauffeurs us to Houston. Drum roll please -- IT'S BABY DAY! Our sweet daughter is about to deliver the fourth grandchild to this family, making it two apiece for each of our kids! Connor Phillip Maher is announcing his impending arrival and we are speeding that way! (Figure of speech, dear troopers.)