I spent a luxurious weekend with besties C, N and E on our annual girls trip. This year we stuck close to home and just scooted up the highway to the North Georgia Mountains. We gossiped, savored loads of rags and sipped on wine while enjoying the view from the back porch. We lunched and… Read More
From January first to the first of April, bestie E, bestie N and I all celebrate our birthdays. When we turned thirty in 2006, we initiated a convivial tradition of collectively choosing our birthday gifts. That first year, on such a milestone birthday, we exchanged classic Tiffany & Co. sterling silver lockets engraved with our first initials. Since then, we’ve exchanged… Read More
In the South, we’re always blessing somebody’s heart… Bless your heart, bestie C. I can hardly believe that your sweet little pup is diabetic and nearly requires more attention than a human. Yet, somehow you not only keep a gorgeous house and great meals on the table but you work part time and have two… Read More
Okay, so I’m kind of stifling my laughter over here as I, once again, consider the topic of pajama jeans. Remember my night out with bestie F and the five things I deemed you need to know? Well, last night besties C, S and I headed out to celebrate her birthday in our traditional fashion… Read More
Hopsy over at Kappa Prep hosts the first blog I ever followed. (I learned of her on the Martha Stewart Lilly Pulitzer anniversary episode back in March of 2009. A delightful pairing of two of my very favorite things, it goes down in history as my number one hour of television to date.) So for… Read More
Last night was Bunco night in my neck of the woods. In our usual manner, new friend A swung by for me, my wine and my pimento cheese dip and we made our way to this once a month, festive night out full of dice, free-flowing drinks, mouth-watering eats and highly entertaining neighbor ladies. Also… Read More
Last week I had the pleasure of dining out with both friends and family over a few remarkably yummy meals. I am reflecting on the good eats of last week because I have been relegated to leftovers from my parent’s visit this week. The Melting Pot A few times a year, usually when bestie E’s… Read More