My life has become fairly discombobulated over the past few weeks, and today I gave in to my addiction.
I confess. I am compelled to move the furniture every few weeks. I have moved the dining room to the back porch and the back porch to a guest room. If I could pry my cooktop off its base I would move it to the bathroom so I could cook while bathing. Continue reading
When I was sixteen, I thought I was a genius. Now I know I’ve always been an idiot and will likely be for the rest of my days. So I think I will just sit back and enjoy my idiocracy.. There’s a whole lot less pressure.
A bunch of my girl friends from the West Point High School Class of ’65 are turning 69 this month and we are all being rounded up for the biggy next year. I feel as though I’ve been sleeping for the last decade and it’s time to wake up and get involved in this thing called life. Continue reading
Being an ardent heat hater, there is one saving grace for living 69 sultry Julys in Mississippi. The magnificent mater!
Many thanks to my friends Ronnie Tiffin, Beverly Wilson and David Chambless for providing the bounty pictured above. Pure heaven. Continue reading
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“Get out of Starkville” opened this spring and it is a cross between voluntary incarceration and hunting for brain-challenging clues to get out! If you can find your way out in 60 minutes you win. If not, you lose. My team was working on the last clue when time ran out. If we hadn’t had two engineers on our team, Marie, Phyllis and I would still be in there. Continue reading