Girls Gone Belle
Shellie Rushing Tomlinson, Belle of All Things Southern, and her BFF, Rhonda Perry, give a tutorial on how to tweak that Southern Mama advice and make it work for you!
Pumpkin Finery Ideas from My House to Yours
Hey y'all! I remember sharing this idea last year, but since I can't find a picture or post to prove it, (isn't that par?), and since it takes minimal time to yield maximum charm (who doesn't love that combo?), I decided a redo was in order! Last year I did several large pumpkins and gours of different colors, but this is what I had on hand, so last night
“Plant the Seed” Austin Moody to visit ATS LIVE today, Monday 24th!
I'm in a full-out run today, laying tracks here at home for the taped radio segments that air daily on my affiliates in what I fondly call the "Redneck Radio Studio" (I really must document it with pics soon) -- and then it's on to Monroe for errands and this afternoon's production of ATS LIVE the Radio Show! My special guest today is Austin Moody, son of
My Happy First Day of Autumn Present to Y’all!
The Lucy Cookbook is a labor of pure love. It's all of my mother-in-law's recipes bound into one keepsake, pulled together by my sister-in-law, Sandy. Mawmaw Lucy had lost her battle with Alzheimer's by the time the project was finished, making the handwritten recipes that much more of a treasure to all of us. The other night I pulled it out and began browsing the familiar pages again. It felt
Working with Rigor Mortis
My southern family on death and dying
A New Twist to a Good Old Saying
I keep my granddaughters on Wednesday. One of our favorite activities, week in and week out, is playing church. Our church would be my piano room and our services are unlike any you may have been a part of before. Oh, sure, they resemble the services we attend at our home church, but the little bellerinas and I definitely have our own style of worship.
Football, Hooligans, and Shenanigans
It’s been a number of years since I coached girls’ basketball but I can still run into certain people, those who wore black and white stripes back in the day, who can’t resist the temptation to poke a little fun at me for the way I lived and died with every whistle. To be completely honest, I deserve the ribbing. As I mentioned in one
Working with the Rigor Mortis
Hello folks, let’s chat~smile~ Remember my telling y’all about Mama and Aunt Marleta openly discussing how much longer Uncle Stan has before he claims his eternal reward? I mentioned that I was somewhat surprised at their matter-of-factness. I should’ve known better. Turns out, that was nothing. Shortly after that phone chat, mama’s sister and brother-in-law came to check on her and the deadly conversation
The Door is Well Within Your Reach
I enjoy starting my mornings on the back porch where I have a cup of coffee and a long talk with Jesus. I’m used to sharing this time with my dog, Dixie Belle, but lately we’ve had some company. Poppy, a green lizard christened by my granddaughter Emerson, has been with us for a week or more. For anyone wondering how I can be so
O.Henry
Sydney was born to a physician and his wife in 1862 in North Carolina. Three years later his mother died of pneumonia, leaving him and his brother to be raised by an aunt and their paternal grandmother. Although young Sydney loved to read, he left school at fifteen to make his own way, working as a drugstore clerk and a Texas ranch hand before taking