Following is an excerpt from this week’s column on AL.com. The link at the bottom takes you to the full column. The older I get, the harder it is to watch the Olympics. And I absolutely love the Olympics. The athletes’ feel-good stories give us hope for a humanity that the internet has totally ruined… Continue reading These Olympians are nuts. Where are their mothers?
The following is an excerpt from my book "Fairly Odd Mother: Musings of a Slightly Off Southern Mom." Anyone who reads this column knows my policy is, “I don’t judge.” It just wouldn’t be Southern. Sure, people sometimes read something into the tone of a column but I say, without judgment, “That’s their problem.” So when I… Continue reading Some columns just write themselves
Following is an excerpt from this week’s column on AL.com. The link at the bottom takes you to the full column. Lady Doritos! Squeeee! I hope they leave pink dust on my fingers. Kidding, y’all. I don’t need no stinkin’ lady Doritos. I can eat anyone under the table with good ol’ Man Doritos and… Continue reading Maybe Lady Doritos will leave pink dust on our fingers. We can only hope
Following is an excerpt from an AL.com I wrote a year ago. It's snowing today at my house, so I'm re-sharing. The link at the bottom takes you to the full column. When you're a child, not much compares to the news that school will be closing early because snow is falling. Not only falling,… Continue reading How to make southern snow boots from bread sacks and rubber bands: a memoir
Following is an excerpt from this week’s column on AL.com. The link at the bottom takes you to the full column. When a writer feels the need to pen a column with a headline like this, you know it’s time to declare a national state of stupidity because here’s what it means: People have been… Continue reading How to kill a spider without setting anything on fire