Sarah Breedlove in the Southern Quote
She was born December 23, 1867 in Delta, Louisiana, one of six children. Her parents and elder siblings were slaves on a Madison Parish plantation but she was the first child in the family born into freedom after the signing of the Emancipation Proclamation. Her mother died in 1872 and her father shortly thereafter. In 1878, to escape a yellow fever epidemic and failing
“Dennis is Looking for the Big Time”
I found a long-lost cousin the other day on the Internet. Or, to be more accurate, Clarissa found me. I can’t tell you exactly how we’re kin, but the branches of the tree meet somewhere back there. It’s been about ten years since we’ve seen each other and that was at a family reunion. We’ve had a big time sending emails back and forth catching
Bless Their Hearts
Hey y'all, I'm super excited! Should have the new All Things Southern "Bless Their Hearts" t-shirts available by the end of January! Hope to have them at the book table when I speak at the Texas Cowgirl Convention! I'm planning to offer them in dark chocolate, hot pink, lime green, and this gorgeous blue! Oh, I'm also bringing back the "If You're Southern and You Know It, Say Amen" design,
Letting Mama Cat Out of the Bag
The story goes that once upon a time a husband and wife were headed to the biggest Christmas party of the season. After dressing to the nines, they phoned the local cab company and requested a taxi. Then they switched on a night-light, turned up the answering machine, covered the pet parakeet and put the cat in the backyard. Soon, the taxi pulled up to the
Shoppin’, Aunt Marie Style
I can't remember if I've introduced y'all to my feisty Aunt Marie or not. She's not really my aunt, she's a family friend, but most everyone calls her Aunt Marie. This past week Aunt Marie celebrated her 91st birthday. She's in remarkably good health and she still lives alone. The only thing she seems to be having trouble with is her memory. Don’t worry. She’d
Of Fruitcakes and Dog Whistles
Hello folks, let’s chat… I should probably leave well enough alone. But, really, what fun would that be? So, here’s the latest brouhaha from All Things Southern land. I recently tweeted what I thought was an innocent holiday funny. I simply said, “Someone, somewhere is dusting off a fruitcake and preparing to send it around in the Christmas version of a chain letter. Just say
The “If I Die” App
Oh, the advantages of technology. I admit to being an avid Facebooker. I’m also LinkedIn, Twitter happy, Pin Crazy and sharing like mad on Muzy and Instagram. What can I say? I know social media has its detractors, but I believe it is what you make it. And yet, even I find this new development creepy times two. There’s actually a Facebook app that will allow
Governor Michael Dale Huckabee in the Southern Quote
He was born August 24, 1955 in Hope, Arkansas to conservative Southern Democratic parents. He cites his working-class upbringing as the reason for his own populist conservative political views. He began playing guitar at age 11, preached his first sermon as a teenager and got his first job at a radio station when he was 14. In what would become an omen of sorts, his chapter
Maw Maw Lucy’s Fudge Nut Muffins
Hey folks, welcome back to the All Things Southern kitchen! I don’t know what y’all did on election night, but I felt the need to make something warm and chocolaty. So, I pulled out Maw Maw Lucy’s recipes, poked around a little, and found her Fudge Nut Muffins. Oh, yeah! I hadn’t had them in a while but they were everything I remembered and more. I'll
Leighton Nails the Problem
Today’s chuckle is a prime example of something I’ve often told y’all— the best stories are the true ones. This charming little funny came to us through a reader who dropped by the porch from Mangham, Louisiana. That’s just up the road from me a piece. Looking back just now, I was shocked to see that it’s almost ten years since Carol sent it in.