Last year I got a call from my daughter’s school secretary.  The woman’s voice was sweet and soft and full of concern.  “You need to bring your daughter some fresh pants and panties,” the woman told me.  Oh.  My.  God.  She started.  Poor bab… Read full post »

Christmas of 1982 was magical.  There’s no other word for it.  Magical.  I was seven years old and still believed in Santa.  Santa was my hero and I had no doubt that he existed.  Christmas of 1982 solidified in my sweet little heart that he was the for real deal. … Read full post »

My dad called me the other day, which is something that doesn’t happen that often.  My dad and I love each other but there is a distance in our relationship that is there out of respect for each other.  Typically calls are made on birthdays, holidays and maybe three other times… Read full post »

Growing up I was taught to be prim and proper.  Cross your ankles, not your legs; sit up straight; don’t say “fart” say “let one”.   For years I thought that “let one” was a noun and was that gaseous substance that was expelled after a large bo… Read full post »

I have to just come right out and say it.  I don’t understand football.  I’ve been trying to get a grasp on the game for the past several years but for some reason the rules never stick in my head.  Okay, I’ve always known that getting a touchdown is either a… Read full post »

“Tell me the story again,” I say.  I used to say this to my grandmother to get her to tell me stories of what it was like to grow up during the Great Depression.  Now I say it to my daughter.

 She always rolls her eyes in what I… Read full post »

I told my husband I wanted to evacuate.  After being together for several hurricanes, including Katrina, these were words that he never heard me utter before.  I don’t know what made me say them.  I wasn’t afraid of the storm.  I actually used to childishly look forwar… Read full post »

Kids are so mean.  If they find one thing that makes a peer different they’ll ride that one thing until tears or therapy ensues.  My daughter has been getting picked on all school year but I didn’t find out about it until last week when she finally broke down into tears… Read full post »

Cable TV is killing me.  My family has gone without it since the late nineties and we were just fine.  Last year at about this time my husband insisted that we get it.  He just wanted more access to football or something like that.  Since he rarely asks for anything, I… Read full post »

It might be tax day for you but not for me.  Today is the day I figure out what to cancel.  The cable?  The Internet?  Should I stop drinking coffee?  It’s not like I go to Starbucks ever.  Where do I cut when I see nothing more to cut from my… Read full post »

I loved watching my mom get ready for a night out with my dad.  If she was in a good mood she’d dab a bit of lipstick on my lips and have me press my lips on a piece of folded toilet paper making me feel like a real lady.  If… Read full post »

When my grandpa was a little boy he said that he wanted to be a leprechaun.  He would dress up in his most leprechany garb and jig around the house to make his mother laugh as he tried to trade her his pot of gold for a slice of rhubarb pie. … Read full post »

The phone rang earlier than usual that morning.  The sun was casting a grayish-rosy glow through my windows barely lighting my room enough for me to see where my telephone was.  In one bound, I leapt from bed and quietly lifted the receiver.  My dad had already answered the phone in… Read full post »

The other day I dropped my mom off at the Baton Rouge airport and during a quick trip to the restroom I had to smile.  Posted right beneath the “women” sign for the bathroom was a sign that read “Lactation Room”.  Finally!  I am all for breastfeeding.  I br… Read full post »

Winter came early that year with the first snow falling shortly after we had hung our Halloween costumes in the closest to gather dust.  We were too old to play dress up anymore so the costumes weren’t as grand as they had been in years past.  The weekend after Thanksgiving brought… Read full post »

Dear Miley, Avril, Abercrombie and/or Fitch, and the late Mr. Levi Strauss,

 I call on you people because you are who dresses the Generation known as Y.  I have a question for you and other clothes makers of today:  Why do you make your clothes so our children’s/… Read full post »

I’m not a pretty cook so this will have no pictures.  Get over it.  My kitchen isn’t pretty either and neither are my plates so you’ll just have to use your imagination.  Can you handle it?  I think you can.

 I’d like to give you my husband’s se… Read full post »

That’s it, I’ve had it with you.  You won’t be part of this family for the rest of the night.”  That’s what my husband said last night.  You’re wondering how he could be so cruel, so against all of the proper parenting books, right?  How could h… Read full post »

My husband I think must have a lot of free time on his hands at work these days.  I’m all for free time at work.  I think that should be scheduled into everyone’s days because free time is what helps make the world go a little bit faster when you’re someplace… Read full post »

There have been very few times in my life where I feel like I’ve made an actual connection with people, or have wanted to for that matter.  There has never been a time when I wanted to do something so badly for someone else.  This past weekend we had a sleepover… Read full post »

So, here’s my confession for the day.  I have been diagnosed with major depression.  It’s something that I have been battling for my entire life it seems and I’ve been trying to do something about it for the longest time.  I’ve been on any number of combinations… Read full post »

I’ve taken to wearing two watches lately.  It’s not that I’m tracking the time on the East Coast while I’m stuck here in the Central Time Zone of the Deep South.  I found the watch that my husband gave me for our first anniversary.  I found it in some boxes that… Read full post »

My stepdaughter is learning how to type.  I’m so proud.  She’s growing up into a fine young woman and typing, in my opinion, is one of the more important skills to be learned, especially in this day and age.  When she came home the other day and said she had typing… Read full post »

For the past several months I’ve been researching cell phones.  You see I’ve got an upgrade burning a hole in my pocket.  I don’t know why I obsess over things like this but right now I feel like a big kid waiting for Christmas morning.  You could ask me anything abou… Read full post »

Certain smells bring me back to places in my childhood that I love to think about.  The scent of Scotch tape brings me back to every birthday I ever had growing up.  Since my birthday is in the spring it’s like all smells were dormant in the winter and started to… Read full post »