Daddy’s Little Girl

I am Daddy's little girl. The first-born. The only daughter. While everyone says I look like Mama, I am infinitely more like Daddy in temperament and personality. Daddy and I are people people. We like to talk to strangers. We like to joke. We have both been known to dance spontaneously if the right song … Continue reading Daddy’s Little Girl

The last supper – or at least mine

There seems to be a phenomenon afoot wherein a goodly portion of the general public feels compelled to share a photo of every plate of food they eat or fancy cocktail they imbibe. Extravagant dinner fare precariously stacked on teenincey plates, frosty glasses rimmed in colored sugar with fruit and umbrellas spilling forth, cupcake towers … Continue reading The last supper – or at least mine

True content engagement

Remember the old joke "What's black and white and read all over?" Well, starting this Fall I reckon the answer will be "The newspaper - but only if it's Wednesday, Friday or Sunday." Sort of falls flat, doesn't it? In more ways than one. Last week, the New Orleans Times-Picayune, followed closely by The Huntsville … Continue reading True content engagement