Thirty Days of Thankfulness/Writers and Readers Reach Out #2012
It's that time, y'all! This Nov. 1st we will officially launch our 30 Days of Thankfulness here at All Things Southern. Longtime readers will recognize it as our annual humanitarian effort designed to coincide with the Thanksgiving season. So many of you have joined with me in past years to express our gratitude by reaching out to those in need. Remember when we worked with Life Today to drill
Andy Andrews to Visit ATS LIVE t/row, Mon. the 22nd
Most of you know that Sunday evenings generally find me prepping for Monday evening's radio show. By now you're accustomed to my asking y'all to join me for another visit on ATS LIVE, but never have I felt like it was more important for y'all to engage. As the presidential election nears, and the mud-slinging gets deeper, my special guest and I are going to wade into the discussion.
The Grand Old Opry and Mark Chestnutt
I’ll always remember going to the Grand Old Opry as a child. It was the highlight of one of our family vacations and the focus of today’s Southern Quote. The GRAND OLD OPRY was born in 1925 when one of radio's pioneer announcers, George D. Hay, who proclaimed himself "The Solemn Old Judge" at the ripe age of 30, launched the WSM Barn Dance in
Fall’s Favorite Spice Tea
These cool mornings have me hankering for Fall’s Favorite Spice Tea. I simply love to make up a big batch of this stuff when the temps start falling. It's nice to mix up and keep on hand, not just for yourself, but to offer a guest. I’m altogether sure I’ve shared the recipe with y’all before but I can’t help it. Every year when I
Is That a Bagel on Your Forehead?
Hello folks, let’s chat…~smile~ This is not a test. This is an actual alert concerning an SRC outbreak. You need to be aware of this so you can guard against it happening to someone you love. SRC, if you’ll remember, stands for Straight Running Crazy, a syndrome describing people who are no longer detouring from more lucid positions. Today’s exhibit: The Bagel Heads of Japan.
Weekend Warriors
OH, the fun we had this past weekend when the Houston baby czars joined the Louisiana czars! Four little ones under four creates the most wonderful chaos. I relished the first opportunity for them to play in Keggie and Pop's Grand Play House. The pictures don't do the spot justice, so here's some FYI: It's a walk-in closet that I cleaned out for them. I painted the bottom
Careful, Lest You Drift Off Course
I saw Phil off to work and walked back inside, trying to decide if I should go kayaking. There was no real reason not to resume my morning rides. The sinus infection that had sidelined me was mostly vanquished and little more than a week had passed since I’d been on the water, but surprisingly, that seemed just long enough for my desire to wane.
Marques Haynes
He was born into a poor family living in Sand Springs, Oklahoma in 1926, or 1923. Not even Marques knows his true age. He’ll say only that he put himself on hold and he’s been on hold for a long time. Marques fell in love with the game of basketball at a young age, learning to dribble in the dirt and by bouncing tennis ball
Boudreaux’s Back Seat Drivers
I’ll refrain from mentioning my dear friend by name in this segment. I will tell you that she is the classic back-seat driver, only she’s usually riding shotgun. The same behavior applies. The woman does a fine job of driving from her side of the car. Now, if she were telling this story she would probably say this is necessary because I’m not paying attention
Replacing the replacements
Hello folks, let’s chat