Why Are You Here?
Soooooo, I see some pretty weird search strings that lead people to my blog periodically. I thought it would be fun to list some of them….Check out my new page “Why Are You Here?” located in the upper right corner….
Soooooo, I see some pretty weird search strings that lead people to my blog periodically. I thought it would be fun to list some of them….Check out my new page “Why Are You Here?” located in the upper right corner….
Hello! If you are linking to this page from Griffin’s Grub, don’t run off yet….There is another “Breakfast on the BBQ” recipe at the end of this post–a cinnamon roll cooked on the grill–and you can’t see it anywhere but here! I think. ***************************** Well, Y’all, I am doing it. Breaking a vow. I told […]
Funny what you remember, sometimes. I can’t tell you what I had for breakfast two days ago, but I remember, verbatim, the audio tapes we used to listen to in high school French class. “Où est Phillipe?” “A la piscine.” “Avec Luc?” “No. Avec Anne.” “Où est Sylvie?” “À la bibliothèque.” So, in case you missed […]
One of the things I have loved most about being a parent, and missed most as my babies got older, is the toddler vocabulary. Both of my kids called cupcakes “pupcakes”. Spaghetti was “sketti” and “passketti”. That thing you eat in the morning? Breaktess, or brefftess, depending on whose kid was eating it. And it […]
I am old. I will be 45 in September. I don’t really feel old, and I don’t think I look old, but I have long suspected that I must be old. Cashiers sell me booze without blinking, and everyone calls me ma’am. But any doubt that I was aging died a few weeks ago, when […]
Getting creamed is usually not a good thing. In sports, it would mean you lose. Badly. Not a close game. And possibly the game is called early, due to the ten run rule. OUCH! In the South, and if you are a vegetable, getting creamed is good. Very good. You see, in the South, if […]
This time of year, our thoughts turn to something, ANYTHING, to make us cooler. No, no, I am not talking popped collars and wayfarer sunglasses kind of cool. Although let’s face it—those ARE still cool….I am talking boat drinks, water sports, and blasting the A/C kind of cool. The temperatures are hovering in the triple […]
Are you, or do you know someone who is, one of those people who won’t eat leftovers, and would rather die than wear hand-me-down clothes? Maybe they have the mindset that everything has to be new and fresh, or somehow someone is getting shortchanged? I don’t get it. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I […]
So, up until this point, my husband has managed to escape any real significant embarrassment in my stories. Oh, I have talked about how we met, and his less than adventurous culinary tastes. I may have mentioned a drunken party foul or two, and I DID post that picture of him in yellow tights. But […]
I know that an inordinate number of my posts have lately made reference to boys’ pieces-parts. It isn’t because I have a perverse interest in such things. Rather, it’s because when you have boy children, their bits are always getting them into some sort of trouble. It’s just always there, in the way, tempting them […]