Shellie’s BFF joins her in studio
Shellie's BFF, her overworked but under paid staffer, and infamous traveling partner Rhonda Perry (AKA Red) joins her in studio where anything can happens and always seems to when Red is in the mix.
Doubling Down
By now, I'm sure you've heard the latest craziness about the genderless baby at the center of the world's attention. The child's parents want to allow the baby to grow up and decide whether to be a he or a she. It's not funny and it's not material for late night comedians. It's tragic. This baby's birth certificate may hold a "u" for unknown, but
Green Salad with Cornbread Croutons
Hello folks, and welcome back to the All Things Southern kitchen. Tell me, what do you do with leftover cornbread? (I mean, besides crumbling it in a nice glass of milk!) Why, you make Cornbread Croutons– that’s what! Let me show you how to produce a bit of magic from day old cornbread! “Green Salad with Cornbread Croutons” 6 tablespoons butter, melted 1 cup cornmeal 1 cup all-purpose flour 1-2
Your Part in Making Him Known
I have a faded cartoon clipping in my Bible that depicts an operating room. A female patient is seen lying on a table, surrounded by a medical team. At her side is a shocked surgeon holding up a small book by a pair of forceps. “What do you know?” he exclaims in the caption. “Mrs. Brown did have a book in her!” While it pokes gentle fun
Mini Cranberry and Zucchini Muffins
Hello folks, and welcome back to the All Things Southern kitchen. We recently held Pops and Keggie Kamp. That would be when my grands, known around these parts as The Fabulous Five, come stay and play with Keggie, and it is totally #noadultsallowed except for the BFF who will be allowed to hang on the lake with us because, as five-year-old Connor so astutely noted,
The Dangers of Distracted Dispensings
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The Farmhouse Chocolate Cake
Hello folks and welcome back to the All Things Southern kitchen. I’ve recently returned from Ellerslie, GA where I spoke to a wonderful gathering of women at the famous Farmhouse restaurant and gift shop. If the Good Lord’s willing, and the creek doesn’t run dry, I plan to go back there for the fellowship, the fun, and the food! Hostess with the mostest Beckie McKenzie
Quit Monitoring When You Can Move
My man and I find the current Lifelock commercials both clean and entertaining, which is an increasingly rare offering from what my Papaw Stone used to call the one-eyed monster. That was Papaw’s nickname for the television back when Miss Kitty was the poorest role model on the tube. If only, right? But, I figure that’s an obscure reference for a portion of my audience,
On Fashion Advice and Funnin’
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