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Okay, call this a shameless plug, but I want to give a shout out to one of the newest reality shows to hit the market. I figured I owed it to y’all since yours truly has been open about how little regard I have for most of ‘em. Yes, as a general rule, the beloved hubby and I haven’t been big reality TV fans. Heretofore,

Hello folks, I've been in Seaside, Florida presenting at Escape to Create and working on a proposal for a new book project. I'm very excited about this one! I do hope to be able to share more about that very soon. But, right now, I've pulled out a classic issue from the archives for your enjoyment. I've also put a new Easter story on the

He was born April 15th, 1933 in Meherrin, Virginia. During his childhood his father, a guitar, banjo, and fiddle playing cotton picker moved the family to Washington DC to pursue a career as a computer programmer. Even then, the young father took odd jobs playing at local dances to supplement the family income. By the age of fourteen Roy had learned to play the banjo,

My twenty-something niece left a nice paying job—albeit a boring one, to work for a funeral home in Dallas, Texas. She transports the dead. It sounded odd to me, too. But when I took time to ask her about it, her choice became much clearer. Life’s like that. Questions will get you everywhere. Still, Blair was quick to acknowledge that her job has its own