The Book Club that doesn’t read books
Hey y'all! I greet you from our vehicle, speeding towards Houston. It's going to be a quick trip; we'll be getting some Grant Thomas sugar from the Baby Beau Czar and laying eyes on our beautiful daughter who is getting oh-so-near to giving birth to Connor Maher, our fourth grandchild! Wait-- did I say speeding? That was just a figure of speech. Beloved Hubby was
A People Trick that May Change Your Life or Someone Who Crosses It
There's a little people trick I do on a regular basis. It's not a big deal. Many of y'all may already do this, or something similar, but I can't shake the urge to blog about it, so here's the thing. I look into your face and I try to see the little you. I do it in all sorts of situations but mostly if you are frustrating me
Larry Jr. the Actor
It’s hard to believe, but Larry Jr. is in his first year of college. Isn’t that crazy? I remember when Larry Jr. was a love-sick high school sophomore mooning over that senior girl? That’s the year he took the drama class. Larry, who had previously been interested in two completely different stages: the football field and the basketball court. His parents couldn’t have been more surprised
Pinning it on Papa!
Hello folks, it's a pleasure to welcome y'all back to my porch. Have a seat and let’s chat…~smile~ Remember my telling y’all about our family’s history of pulling practical jokes on our children? Well, my Papa was a major player. One night, back on Bull Run Road, it fell to my middle sister Rhonda to carry the scraps out after supper. (City folks: that means
Yo, Cats and Dogs– It’s all good
My friend River Jordan sent me a great picture yesterday. I only have to open my phone and look at it to get a good laugh. Of course, that means I must share it with y'all. I hope it lightens someone's load. First, some back story. If you've been around All Things Southern long you may have heard me refer to River as Cat, and myself as Dog. Those nicknames came about
Hitting Reset
My man and I have this running joke. Whenever my laptop or desktop aren’t working, and I’ve tried everything I know of to fix ‘em, I threaten to take ‘em down to the lake bank and toss ‘em in—lock, stock, and modem. I’m never really tempted do make good on it, I just like hearing Phil say, “Now Shellie
Robin Roberts
This native Mississippian was born in 1960. Her father was a retired Air Force Colonel; a dignified African American who flew for the legendary Tuskegee Airmen during WWII despite being often told that his race would deny him such an opportunity. Her mother was a schoolteacher who held her children to impeccable standards of grammar and speech. Little wonder that Robin Roberts would one day
One Belle’s Response to the NYT’s — Frankly, We Do Give a Rip
Yes, yes, and yes. I saw the piece in the New York Times, the one that suggested southern chivalry is dead, or at least wounded, and manners are on the decline. It did ruffle my southern feathers and I have decided to opine. I took a few days to consider whether or not anything good could be gained by my wading into the conversation, but when you're known as The Belle of All Things Southern,
Author Friends, WannaBe Writers– You’ll Want to See This! #MYwana
Hey y'all, this is a quick post to my published author buddies and wannabe/gonnabe writer friends. Early Warning: I may not be very articulate seeing as how my mind is consumed with the BIG GAME that is mere hours away and it's hard not to say GEAUX TIGERS every other breath, but I'm going to try for the greater good and all. Last night I started
Friday Foolishness Anyone?
Wow. I don't know about y'all but it has been one hard work week on this side of the screen! It surprised me, too, because there wasn't any traveling in it, meaning I thought I was going to be able to kick back a little. HA! That said, I've wrapped all the pressing deadlines and I'm feeling a little giddy, so how about a round of the Caption Game? I'll