Cuttin’ the mustard–my crazy obsession

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As I tried to find a place in the refrigerator for the Thanksgiving leftovers, I made an unsettling discovery.  I’m pretty sure I have a mustard addiction.  I counted 16 half used bottles of mustard in a freaky collection that is clearly out of control.

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Freak out family at Thanksgiving

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No, I won’t be cooking this year even though I will offer a traditional Thanksgiving dinner thanks to Boulder Canyon Kettle Chips.  Yes, you read that right.  My Nashville son, William, arrived at our airiport with a complete Thanksgiving dinner in a bag….Kettle Chip bags.

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Things your mother never told you

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I’ve been hosting Thanksgiving dinner since 1977 when my mother passed away, leaving me to assume the role of “holiday hostess” – much to the chagrin of my poor taste-deprived family and guaranteeing me an annual nervous breakdown. How’s that for a run-on sentence? With less than two weeks to prepare I’d better get cracking.

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Model citizens and exuberant ‘agents’

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Several people have asked who my models were for the front cover of my book “Love, Laughter & Losing my Keys.”   Well, they are my best friends for five decades including from left Norma Clark Atkins, yours truly who is high on Ensure – seriously, that’s what we are drinking (or was it a Cosmopolitan,  I forget) , Brenda Wiygul  Chambliss, and Marie Portera.

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