7:43 PM Motherhood comes first. There are the chickens, the adopted chickens and then there's Bama. As everyone on the planet knows, Bama lost last week. I have been called out for not mentioning it. So here goes. I've been told to dine on crow. My pal during every game, Questionable Sportsmanship, and I deserve humble… Continue reading Mercury Messed With The Rankings
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‘Tis the Season…
'Tis the season for eating like a bear just out of hibernation and adding peppermint to every cocktail. Yay! The clearest indicator of the holidays' arrival is this girl's borderline obesity and rehab-ready alcohol consumption. The halls are only partially decked. Only two gifts are purchased and I'd rather write about it than actually go… Continue reading ‘Tis the Season…
Biscuits, Gravy and Bama Can Save Your Life…
A little teeny part of my heart opened a smidge this weekend thanks to a group of young people, the hospitality of the South and some damm fine biscuits and gravy. Widows are skittish. The world is frightening. People are scary in ways they never were before. There is no bigger hit to confidence. The… Continue reading Biscuits, Gravy and Bama Can Save Your Life…
Who Loves Bread?
One of my passwords is bread. My female chickens find this humorous. Fall on the floor humorous. It was a security question--what is your favorite food? Duh. The Chickens are in Bama together last year, Roll Tide, and they want access to something requiring my password. I don't remember the password. The hint they say,… Continue reading Who Loves Bread?
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