Month: December 2017

From the time I was a child, my parents took my brother Doofus and me to the dinner-on-the-ground each third Sunday in May at Goshen Unite Methodist Church in Tennessee. It’s the church where my grandmother sang as a child and where my mother attended until the family moved to Georgia when she was 11… Continue reading The Fly children and the boy preacher at Goshen United Methodist Church

Baby Girl and I are suckers for strays. In high school, she brought home a beagle, a runt kitty caught in a rain storm and a kitty born in the rubble demolished home after the 2011 tornadoes. So when I hear the strains of Sarah McLachlan introducing the ASPCA commercial, I immediately reach for the… Continue reading Nooooo! Not the Save the Dogs commercial

Sweetums is never one to let a contentious election keep him down. Perhaps it’s a good thing that he provided a much-needed distraction Tuesday night as the country focused on poor ol’ Alabama. (And for the record, World, I love this state and its wonderful people unconditionally). Any-hoo, back to Sweetums and his distraction. I… Continue reading When you catch your husband with his hand in your gnome’s butt …

It's Meme Friday, y'all. If you're like me, you've never really understood this phrase. It's pretty simple: If I have cake, I'm gonna eat it. Just sayin'.