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Hello folks, let’s chat…I’ve just learned of something called Post Traumatic Shopping Syndrome and I’m feeling quite vindicated. Turns out I’ve been suffering from post traumatic shopping my entire life; I just didn’t know what to call it. To be clear, I enjoy browsing home accessories and Lord knows I love a book store. My aversion is limited to clothes shopping. During my growing up years,

Hello folks, let’s chat…I’m here today as a voice of reason. There has been some concern mentioned among my girlfriends that our generation could be in danger of losing a long held and iconic trait of the Southern Mama Hood. The sober suggestion has been made that we belles are growing increasingly incapable of properly portraying the Longsuffering Southern Mama, defined as one who is so

Hello folks, let’s chat…As I geared up to lay down a holiday spread that would do my southern ancestors proud, I was thinking of Thanksgivings past. I remember hiding under my grandmother’s dining room table with my sister Rhonda and our cousin Lisa. Our mission was to successfully emerge from beneath the tablecloth to taste-test without getting caught as our mamas trooped back and forth

Hello folks, let’s chat…My fellow Americans, we’re in bad need of a humor break. The trick is lightening the mood without insulting someone’s mama, politics or religion. For incurable storytellers like yours truly, this can be like walking a tightrope. But don’t take my word on it. Ask that guy who got fired from the North Carolina Department of Transportation. Y’all may have heard his

Hello folks, let’s chat… One of my cousins left me the following story on Facebook. After serving fish sticks to his granddaughter, she asked him in all seriousness if fish sticks were made of chicken. “Excuse me,” he said. “Are fish sticks made of chicken?” she repeated. Her grandfather encouraged her to stop and think about what she was saying. “I am,” she said. “Are fish sticks made