I’m Not Ready To Die!

I’m gonna try to think of a nice way to say this. A way in which I won’t upset Taylor Belle. Because I know that she will read this, and dealing with a teenage girl is challenging enough. That being said … OMG! I’m teaching Taylor how to drive. I’m not sure what to say…

Buttermilk Pie

I have a buttermilk pie in the oven, and I wish you could smell it. It’s one of the most amazing, mouthwatering aromas. The kind that pulls you into the kitchen to see what kind of heaven must be in there. Even better would be if you were here to have a piece of pie…

It’s Finally Your Turn

So have you ever been out with a friend or on a date or something, and suddenly realized that you have been completely monopolizing the conversation. Talking non-stop. Or does that just happen to me? I was with a friend the other night, and realized that I had been holding my cheeseburger in my hand…

Undivided Attention

I tried to sit down and write something to post on my blog tonight. I really did. I had the subject all picked out. Actually, a friend of mine had suggested writing about going to the movies, and I thought it was a good idea. I love going to the movies. It is a great…

The Cars In My Life – Part One

Continuing with my questions from Joey, he asked “What was your first car? What was your favorite car when you were young?”. I had no idea until I starting writing that those questions would bring back so many memories. The first car I can remember was a white four-door Rambler that daddy and mama drove….

My Selfish Mistake

Joey tells me that I should write about whatever is on my mind. To not worry about anyone who may be reading my blog. That it shouldn’t matter if you don’t like it or even if you are offended by it. I must admit that’s a little hard for me. I care about people. And…

I’m Not Lying. I Swear.

Are you a good liar? How do you tell when someone is lying? Those are two more of Joey’s seventy-eight questions to me. The first question is an easy one. The answer is no. I’m not a good liar. Of course, those of you who don’t know me that well yet can’t be sure if…

Smoking

My daddy smokes. He has smoked as long as I can remember. Occasionally, a pipe, but mostly cigarettes. He is almost seventy-five and has had three strokes over the last few years. And, yet, he still smokes. And you wonder where I get my hard headedness. It was in the 1970’s, while I was in…

More Questions From Joey

Continuing on with my questions from Joey – In what ways do you think I am like you? Not like you? Well that’s an easy one. All of your good stuff – that’s from me. All the not so good – obviously from your dad. Seriously though, the traits I am most proud of in…

Slumber Party

Taylor Belle has a few of her girlfriends over to spend the night as part of what has turned out to be her week-long birthday celebration. She is really excited. In fact, they are all excited and acting like little girls rather than the sixteen year olds that they are. I understand though. Even at…