Welcome to my fridge make-over

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I don’t think anything has excited me this much since I completed the Music City Half Marathon.  You will probably yawn and think “What’s the big deal?” If so, you probably have a cleaning service to clean up after you.

I don’t, and one of the most offensive areas in my home is my refrigerator.  I try to clean it out once a month. I take out all the drawers and scour, scrub and pry loose all these alien substances that grow on the shelves.  It’s my most dreaded chore.

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Southern fried and made in Mississippi

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The sign on the wall says “Roadkill Café” but the food at the new Pheba (pronounced Feebie) Diner is far from it.  Opened in 2012 by old friends Linda Wade and her mother, Mildred Calvert McGee (top left), the diner is our greatest discovery since Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups.

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Lost in a digital jungle

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I vacillate between thinking that I’m at the cutting edge of technology (after all I CAN use a microwave) to the opposite end of the scale where it seems everybody is running and I’m limping along at the end of the line with a bent cane.

The eternal, world-without-end-amen stream of data is beginning to wear on me.

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