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Hello folks, let’s chat…Remember my big honking announcement to never connect in Atlanta again, so help me Scarlet O’Hara? Yeah, I don’t blame y’all for laughing. It was only a matter of time. On the bright side, I used my last visit to further develop my theory on Atlanta International. I believe the employees suffer from an extreme form of claustrophobia that has

Hello folks, let’s chat~smile~ Remember my telling y’all about Mama and Aunt Marleta openly discussing how much longer Uncle Stan has before he claims his eternal reward? I mentioned that I was somewhat surprised at their matter-of-factness. I should’ve known better. Turns out, that was nothing. Shortly after that phone chat, mama’s sister and brother-in-law came to check on her and the deadly conversation

Hello folks, let’s chat…~smile~ Are y’all familiar with Siri, that personal assistant for your smart phone? I can’t get Siri until I update my phone, but I’m not so convinced we’d hit it off, anyway. Oh, I’ve seen the commercials. Siri lets you send messages, schedule meetings, book flights, ask for directions, order pizza, etc., simply by talking naturally. Siri is said to understand and

Hello folks, let’s chat…~smile~ My sisters and I have considered it a privilege to nurse Mama during her back surgery and ongoing recovery. It’s only right. The Queen of Us All has spent her life tending to anyone within tending distance, whether they want to be tended to or not, but that's another story. For me, one entertaining aspect of all this parent-sitting has been listening

Hello folks, thanks for dropping by my place. Have a seat and let’s chat…~smile~ I'll need to begin with a formal announcement. Hear ye, hear ye, Mama has an inside dog, meaning a dog is darkening her door without threat of execution. It’s difficult to explain how big this is but watching them interact is an out-of-body experience for the rest of the family. I liken

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Hello folks, have a seat and let’s chat…~smile~ The other day my friend Karen Zacharias wrote a hilarious piece about childbirth and Castor oil. At the time, I was waiting with extended family while Mama, The Queen of Us All, was having extensive back surgery. Those facts aren’t related, but since hospitals always remind me of giving birth and I have Castor oil memories, too,

Hello folks, let’s chat…~smile~ I was kayaking down the lake minding my own business when I saw a water bottle ahead of me, bobbing up and down in the water. Seconds later it disappeared, only to pop right back up and start swimming. You heard me. It began swimming around all crazy like as it continued to sink and resurface. I realized something had a