I’m sure all you women out there are sitting with baited breath hoping your fella will show up tonight dragging a life-sized Teddy Bear into your already cramped digs. Right, girls?
A marching group arrives at Canal Street as it marches ahead of the Krewe of Zulu on Mardi Gras Day in New Orleans, Tuesday, March 8, 2011.
Today I awoke to the reality that for the first time in 30 years I wouldn’t rather be in New Orleans than North Mississippi. On gee….what is happening to me? Continue reading
Hello, my name is Emily and I’m a homebody. I look for any excuse to stay home especially on cold wintry nights which seem to descend around mid-afternoon this time of the year. A broken bra strap works everytime. Continue reading
I’m already giving my New Year resolutions a rest – except one: Have More FUN! Yes, I may be a bit shallow, but that’s my Numero Uno resolution for 2016. Join me, anyone?
In only hours 2015 will be but a memory and a brand New Year will be launched.
Tonight I’ll be avoiding all people, parties and primping – opting instead I’ll bundle up in my sweats with two dogs and a cat in front of the fire. We will be watching a delicious new Netflix series entitled “Harper’s Island.”