Just Doing a Little Light Reading
Wednesdays are bellerina days here at All Things Southern. The little belles and I get to play while their mother works and we all look forward to it. Right now, however, I'm under a little pressure to get the edits turned back into my editor for my latest manuscript. And that's why, when my BFF offered to help tag-team babysit today to give me some extra
Monday ReMix
Played Monday ReMix this morning. New secular to sacred lyric swap (with apologies to Garth) from back porch prayer time. "I've got friends in high places Where the angels sing And my God chases my blues away It's gonna be okay
Sneaky Snake
I was walking around the dock when I spotted him, the granddaddy of every snake in our lake, sunning his fine self on an ancient pile of cypress knees. I froze. I love looking at snakes— if, and only if, the two of us are separated by a healthy distance. With me on the dock and Grandpa Sneaky in the water, I felt pretty safe. I
Elizabeth Liddy Dole in the Southern Quote
She was born in Salisbury, North Carolina, July 29th, 1934. Her father was a wholesale florist, her mother a stay at home mom. They determined to give little Elizabeth a traditional southern upbringing. She spent her childhood studying the piano and ballet and entering essay contests. Her parents' instilled in her a rock-solid work ethic based on the habit of appraising your success by evaluating
Shellie’s Veggie Pizza with Mozzarella and Feta
Welcome back to the kitchen! I’ve got a real treat for y’all today. It’s my Veggie Pizza with Mozzarella and Feta. Folks, I hate to brag but the other evening I took some of my favorite flavors, layered ‘em on a pizza crust, topped ‘em with a couple delicious cheeses and, well, I knocked it out of the park. No joke. Let me show you
You Can’t Please Old Man Henry
I’ve been enjoying the feedback I get from Old Man Henry stories. I see most of y’all realize that everyone’s favorite grouchy old man isn’t quite as gruff as he’d like you to think but if you see him, please play along. He does so enjoy the reputation. The other evening Paulette stopped by Mrs. Mamie Lee’s on her way in from Monroe. Mrs. Mamie hadn’t