Having a blast! Y'all come out. Hugs, Shellie

Hey y'all,  I know before I get started that this isn't going to be an easy post to write, but because of all of your caring emails, tweets, and facebook messagses, I'm determined to share a River update with y'all.  Yesterday evening my friend, Mike  Blakeney, took me up for a birds eye view of the swollen Mississippi. (Long-time readers/listeners know Mike as my radio producer and my handy dandy kitchen

Hey y'all-- I realize there are new readers finding me all the time. (Welcome!) Some of you may have landed on the blog and don't realize that you can subscribe to my FREE weekly newsletter at the website for a steady fix of southern fun. We can't have that! Hence, my decision to post this week's newsletter here. Yes, my diabolical plan is to get

Hey y'all, it has come to my attention that a) it does not matter if I update the schedule page of the website because no one but my great aunt Susie would read it and I don't even have a great Aunt Susie b) y'all are running a day late and a dollar short like yours truly and c) I've got to get better about

A lighter update from my hometown

Saturday morning I picked up Mama to ride with me to Barnes and Nobles in Shreveport for the next stop on the wild ride that is Sue Ellen's Girl Ain't Fat, She Just Weighs Heavy. She was looking quite sassy. I meant to get a picture of her all my her beautiful self, but it slipped my mind. Drats. Here's one of us with Ms.

Hey y'all, better late than never, right? I hope so. I need to catch y'all up on the tail end of the book tour. Red and I left Birmingham and drove to Tupelo, MS,  home of the one and only ELVIS. More on Mr. Swivel Hips in just a bit. Our accomodations awaited, with a bit of a surprise. Apparently, we had the Honeymoon suite?! Reed's Bookstore

Are you ready to ramble? My staying on topic is questionable in the best of circumstances. Longtime readers know that expectng me to stay on topic would be like expecting The Donald to trade his comb-over for a buzz cut. It ain’t happening.While this would be true under the best of circumstances, a nicely organized post is going to be even more of a stretch right now.

I'm rarely at a loss for words but seeing this sight less than an hour from home does it.

This morning, Tuesday morning, brought us to Birmin'ham and St. Vincents for a signing at The Bookseller's. Red and I were both looking forward to it as this had been one of our fav stops from the Suck Your Stomach In tour of '08. We were as tickled this time as we were on the last one, too. Ruth was waiting with her lovely smile and