Why Feminism Drives Me Nuts

I’m probably going to get absolutely crushed for this one. Most will read the title and skip straight to the comments section with their weapons drawn. War is about to break loose, but I have to say it. Feminism drives me nuts!! Okay. Not feminism per say. The actual meaning of the word per Merriam-Webster…

Greasy Meat

So, Annie over at What the Woman Wrote nominated me for the three days, three quotes challenge (awhile ago. Sorry Annie!!). I wholeheartedly accept, and embrace this challenge. I also encourage you to check out Annie. She’s a wonderful poet! I nominate the following bloggers: Hook, Line, and Inkwell A Reading Writer Victo Dolore Alright…

At the Table

My fondest memories of my family come when we are sitting at the table. Happiness, laughter and joy fill the room as we strengthen our bond through jovial conversation. Stories are passed from one generation to another. Our sitting doesn’t always have to involve food. Granddaddy sits on his computer writing his Bible study and…

The Post Man

“Did you check the mail?” No hi. No hello. No “How was your day?” None of that. As soon as I walked through the door, tired and stressed out, nine time out of ten that was the first question my grandmother asked me. It used to irritate me. Then, it became funny. The mail was…