For as long as I can remember, I have always looked forward to checking the mail! I love catalogs, handwritten notes (that my so-Southern lady friends all still send), and, most of all, packages!! Much to my delight, I received just that in my mail yesterday – an overstuffed package from Mimi and Anpa. Yippee!… Read More
Little John had his first sleep over this past weekend. And I survived!!! It sure does help that I’ve known his buddy’s mommy N for seventeen years and that she’s one of my very best friends in the whole wide world. Not only am I completely confident in her parenting skills (I often find myself… Read More
Yesterday in Georgia we awoke to a winter wonderland. I spent a second or two savoring the snow covered yards, trees and roofs from the warmth of my home before the littles were clamoring to go out in it. But first, I insisted on a warm, homemade breakfast of biscuits hockey pucks and Savannah Bee… Read More
I adore silhouettes. Especially silhouettes by Clay Rice, a renowned silhouette artist from Isle of Palms South Carolina. A second generation master of his trade, Mr. Rice travels the country cutting these delightful little memoirs. On both occasions that I’ve had to meet Mr. Rice, I was not only awed by what he can do… Read More
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
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