On a break from someone else’s kitchen, my mama spent some time working in a textile mill. The work wasn’t hard. But it was repetitive. The pay was good and there was no grease. But the hours were long. They were inconvenient hours. Family hours. We missed her four evenings a week. She’d be there…
nostalgia
Vive la Revelacion! And I’m baring all. Again
I had a revelation this past week, y’all. One that it took me until this morning to realize, but a revelation nonetheless. This weekend I made playdate plans with my friend The Brunette Foodie. These plans involved water. And swimsuits. And toddlers. Oh my. Because I have a nervous child who takes a minute or…
Forever and at last
“At last My love has come along My lonely days are over And life is like a song” Five years ago today, I walked down the steps and to the man standing at the end of the aisle. Five years ago, my lonely days ended and I joined my life with his. “At last The…
Soda and cigarettes.
The older girls came to stay with us sometimes Pops’. There were two of them and two of us. Two perfect pairs. The little store up the street from Pops’ house sold blue cream sodas. And cigarettes to minors. And the older girls smoked because they thought it made them cooler. Even older. More mature….
Success is counted sweetest
It was a June morning. Sunny, but not overly hot like Georgia summers can be. What we call a “mild” day in the south. I was nervous. Afraid I’d be late. Afraid I’d get lost. Just afraid. I climbed out of my car in the parking deck and made my way down the stairs to…