Re-reading Southern Fried Blues and thinking about the holidays have left me contemplating all the things Anna Grace might say to give Jackson’s momma a heart attack over Christmas dinner. Want to know what they are?
10. “Is that your pie crust? Oh, bless your heart.”
When my mom and sisters and I flew in for our girls’ weekend, it took three travel itineraries to get us all here. Mom and my youngest sister flew together, my middle sister flew later in the day from the same place, and I flew in from DC.
My middle sister was the last to get there. She
My mom and sisters and I recently went to San Francisco for our first ever girls’ weekend. And it started in true family tradition.
We broke a cable car.
Okay, it was broken before we got to it, but we did watch it get repaired before we were allowed to board. They had to replace the cable
Happy Monday, y’all! It’s been a crazy last week for me – traveling, sick kids, general clumsiness, etc. – and I’m so glad to be getting back into my normal routine! But I haven’t had time to prep a general theme this week, so instead, you’re getting ten random
Last Friday, SuperHubby was running late for dinner, and I actually didn’t have a clue what I was going to feed the family for dinner anyway, and so I resorted to a popular last-minute dinner option: breakfast for dinner! And then SuperHubby and I would order Indian food later for ourselves,
One of the hardships of moving is that we sometimes find things like root beers hidden in the back of SuperHubby’s beer fridge. Which means–darn it–last week, I had to drink a root beer.
(On a completely serious note, I love root beer. I may or may not have offered to trade
Before we moved, SuperHubby and I got a sitter for the kids so we could go to a minor league ball game.
I loved Montgomery’s baseball team. They’re the Biscuits. Seriously. You don’t get more Southern than that.
And last week, while we were sitting there watching the game, a lady
I mentioned yesterday that SuperHubby took me to a military ball in downtown Montgomery the other night. We had a great time with good friends that we’ve made over the last year… and then it was time to go home.
As per our usual tradition after military balls, I drove home. But we had
SuperHubby has spent the last year in a training program, and this past weekend we went to his graduation ball. We got dressed up all fancy and said goodbye to friends we’ve made over the last year.
And, because I love you all, I captured the best snippets of conversation from the night to share