March is Women’s History Month. That’s why I think now is a good time to tell y’all a little story that I’ve been saving for quite some time. It’s the story of how my granny rose up from farm girl to bank president and nearly died along the way. Audrey May Rowell was her name, … Continue reading The Bank Robbery
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Sick as a dog and other Southern sayings for when you feel like poo
A bout with a sinus infection, fever, bronchitis, and all the yuck that goes along with being sick has me thinking about Southern sayings again. I’ve definitely used several over the last few days. And as I sit here under my favorite afghan surrounded by a pile of Kleenexes (both used and not) sipping on … Continue reading Sick as a dog and other Southern sayings for when you feel like poo
Eat a Peach
That’s the way God intended us to eat peaches — with reckless abandon over a sink, juice running in rivulets down our arms, down our chins.
I haven’t seen you in a month of Sundays!
“Come here and let me hug your neck!” That’s what you’re are apt to hear in the south when you meet someone you haven’t seen in a while. Why the neck, I wonder sometimes. I guess because it’s more intimate than a shoulder hug or a side hug. Friendlier. Warmer. We southerners are social people, … Continue reading I haven’t seen you in a month of Sundays!
Who’s Who at the Beach
Going to the beach has changed a lot since my younger days, many of which I whiled away on the white sands of Alabama's beautiful Gulf Coast. My best friend and I would ease on down the road from Citronelle to the coast with little more than our bathing suits and a towel. No cooler. … Continue reading Who’s Who at the Beach
My love is like a green, green collard…
February brings two things to my mind: love and collards. Love because of this month's celebration of St. Valentine's Day and all things mushy, gushy, sweet, and sentimental. Collards because now is the peak season for this mighty green, my personal favorite of all the greens in the green family. And as I have contemplated … Continue reading My love is like a green, green collard…