Let’s Go Home, A Love Story
It's been two years since I wrote about my Searching Dreams, and how I always wake up from them drained and depleted. I looked it up. I don't know how many recurrences I've had since. They come like clockwork. Searching Dreams, that's what I’ve taken to calling the nightly dramas I have so often. It’s almost impossible to explain them to a second party, but this
Beloved Hubby’s Issues with the Evolving English Language
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Big C’s Peanut Butter Pie
Hello folks and welcome back to the All Things Southern kitchen. We're making Big C's Peanut Butter Pie today! Big C would stand for Charlotte, my own dear Mama and it is delicious times two. Let me show y'all how to whip this one up! "Big C's Peanut Butter Pie" 1/2 cup peanut butter (I like the chunky!) 8 ounces cream cheese 1 cup powdered sugar 1/2 cup milk 9 ounces
On Being Works in Progress
Heads up all you do-it-yourselfers and HGTV fans. Before y'all commit to any size home remodeling project it would behoove you to refresh yourselves on the three stages of any home improvement plan: Let's do it, why are we doing it, and, we did it! My man and I have just finished making over our master bathroom, so this is really fresh experience speaking. For a
On Nerds and Overgrown Toddlers (or Death Do We Part)
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Chicken Spaghetti with Italian Dressing and Black Olives
Hello folks and welcome back to the All Things Southern kitchen. We're stirring up my Chicken Spaghetti with Italian Dressing and Black Olives. Ready? Let's go! "Chicken Spaghetti with Italian Dressing and Black Olives" 1 purple onion, chopped 1 bunch green onions, chopped 1 stalk celery, chopped 1 small box carton cherry tomatoes 1 small can sliced black olives 1 pint fresh mushrooms 1 pk. Italian dressing 1/2 bottle Italian dressing Rotisserie chicken, pulled into
Grace to Behave
When we were growing up on the end of Bull Run Road, my sisters and I spent many a Saturday accompanying Mama to Tallulah, LA to buy groceries and supplies for the coming week, mostly against our will. We would've preferred running hog wild in the fields that surrounded our house or playing Chase Don't Touch the Ground on the farm equipment under Papa's shed.
The Tale of Mrs. Forgetful and Doctor Do Right
I have a poor track record where taking medicine is concerned. It's a personal failing that should in no way be laid at the feet of the medical community. Many a good doctor has tried to reform me, bless their collective hearts, with little success. Before we go any further, let it be noted that there have been at least two exceptions to this rule.