I can’t lie and say that I haven’t led a pretty charmed life. Nor can I say that my parents didn’t get me pretty much everything I ever wanted as a child. I say “pretty much” because there IS one thing that I asked for many, many times. And, much to my delight, guess what… Read More
While us Southerners generally eat like kings on holidays, the traditional Southern New Years day meal is meager in comparison. Here’s my little history lesson for the day… Back when the Union soldiers raided the South during the Civil War, the destroyed most all of the crops and food, leaving only items they needed to… Read More
We rang in the New Year with the best of friends in a convivial celebration! Bestie E hosted a divine party to not only welcome 2011, but to celebrate a half-milestone birthday. While all of the children were contained, entertained and eventually put to sleep upstairs, the adults nearly forgot about their littlest darlings while… Read More
Given my love all things Southern, I was just ecstatic to learn about Sucker denim. A product of Charleston, one quintesential Southern city, these fashion forward “new South” jeans marry the timelessness of seersucker with the edginess denim. I got right on the phone, called 1-To-My-Sucker (no joke) and ordered the Savannah (couldn’t be more… Read More
As we wrap up the holiday season and enjoy the lights and sounds of Christmas for two more days, I can’t seem to get this song out of my head… Jingle bells, Batman smells Robin laid an egg. Batmobile lost it’s wheel Joker got away. Hey! Except, in my family we have this weird tendency… Read More
Since the boys both celebrate birthdays within a month of Christmas, each year we give them one, nice item that we hope they will have forever.Now, before you shed a tear feeling so sorry for the poor children that receive a painting for their birthday, please rest assured that between their party guests, grandparents, aunts,… Read More
Yesterday I shared the unabridged version of our Christmas in Savannah. Today I will dazzle you with what is one of my family’s strangest and most humorous holiday traditions. Each year starting at Thanksgiving, Honey (as I affectionately refer to my husband) trades in his handsome, clean shaven Southern mama’s boy look to become the… Read More