Horror movie quandries

I’ve never really understood a few things about horror movies. Really. I mean, why is it that there is always a stupid girl who tries to run away and then falls? Obviously, it’s because they’re wearing heels while running, but who goes into the woods wearing high-heeled shoes? Not a smart girl. We don’t go…

Car repair for girls

There’s nothing more frustrating than being a girl and trying to fix your car. This past month, my 2007 Jeep Commander had a bumper that needed to be fixed… and by fixed I mean, reattached to the rest of the car with anything that does not resemble Duct Tape. In complete girl logic, I just assumed…

Garden hose

It’s time to get the garden in, so naturally I made a beeline for my underwear drawer. It’s the same every year. Well, okay, not every year. There were those three or four years when the kids were younger and we lived on the river. A general disregard by my kids for anything that could…

Veggie Time

I’m sorry, I have to say it. I really dislike some vegetarians. I don’t dislike the fact that they are vegetarians – heck, I think everyone has the right to decide what they want to eat. And honestly, if someone would rather eat spinach, cannellini beans and quinoa instead of bacon double cheeseburger, that’s none…

White Girl Chic… at 40+

The other day my son told me I looked like a “white girl.” I’m sure he meant that as a compliment. There I was in my oversized sweatshirt, leggings and Uggs, and my son was stunned. “Yeah, you look really fresh,” he said. “You look like a white girl.” The thing is, this is not…

Dear women’s magazines, I give up

Okay, women’s magazines, you win.  I give up. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not going to stop reading you, I’m just not going to succumb to your particular brand of torture anymore. I’ve read women’s magazines since I was a little girl. I drooled over recipes and wondered what it would be like, as a…

Cooking discovery nights

We’ve reached the moment during the week that I hate the most. It’s the cooking discovery moment. It happens every week, so I should be better prepared for it… maybe even plan for it or something, but I never do and I just assume that each one will be the last one and we won’t…

Soup beans and cornbread

  Last Sunday was soup beans and cornbread night in our house. It was 60s out in May in the South, so it was soup weather. And what good is soup without cornbread, right? There was a time when I wasn’t exactly proud of telling anyone that we regularly ate soup beans. I mean it…

Our lifelong science experiment

I don’t know how our home turned into an ongoing science experiment. And not in that “Oh, look Mom, the leftovers from three weeks ago are moving” kind of way, but more in that “Gee, I wonder what happens if you put fire crackers in a four-month old pumpkin” kind of way. It seems like there’s…

Taking care of business from a million miles away

A week ago, I was sitting down to dinner in the midst of more than 300 of the most amazing and funny women I had ever met. But my head wasn’t really with them. It was at home. For four days in April, every other year, more than 350 women and a few men gather…

He just got it

It’s hard to believe that 14 years ago, my youngest son was born. It seems like just a few months ago, he was talking to me in the car about being excited to ride the “roll-up posters” at Kings Island, and how his favorite dinner is “pasghetti.” On the day he was born, he weighed…

Culture shift

So, when you move to the Upstate of South Carolina, one of the first things you learn is that the Confederacy was born and died right next door in Abbeville County. Jefferson Davis signed the Articles of the Confederacy during a meeting at the Burt-Starke House in the city of Abbeville, county seat of Abbeville…