Sunday, May 27, 2018
Already? The season hasn’t even started yet, but here you are, storming across the Gulf, threatening the southern states, on your way north to the middle tier or along the Atlantic coast by end of week. Maybe it’s nothing to do with you, tropical storm Alberto, but the humidity here in the greater... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, May 26, 2018
MEMORIAL WEEKEND, TIME FOR ST B’S 5K RACE
I’ve been whining a bit about the parking lot construction up the block, the road closures that complicate getting out of my own driveway to get to The Center or run other errands. As I thought, they didn’t get the paving done, the road graders and earth movers the construction guys cleared out... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, May 25, 2018
Chicken Hearts & Gizzards
I never ordered organ meats if I had a choice, but there are people who really love deep-fried chicken hearts and gizzards. The summer after Fang and I got married, I took a second job as a barmaid / short order cook on Friday & Saturday nights. It was at the Coachlight Bar & Grill, and there was... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, May 24, 2018
Sensitive readers may want to skip this one...
Bess grows up - cont'd Bess shrugged. “Okay, so I guess we’ll play it by ear, then,” Mama Patch said. “Let’s start with what you learned at school.” “About what?” “You know, when you had that girls-only class with Nurse Miranda. I remember we talked about it.” “Gross! You’re not talking about sex... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
Noodling on a coming of age theme, cont'd...
Bart swallowed the last of his toast and got up from the table, went to the sink and ducked his head under the faucet. Patch didn’t see him. She had her back turned as she stood at the stove turning bacon. Then the boy was gone. “You got to call the doctor, Mom!” Bess said. “Not just yet, Bess. We... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, May 22, 2018
NOODLING - CONT'D.
“I gotta see the doctor!” Bess yelled, even before she burst through the kitchen door. “Call ‘im now, Mom!” Mama Patch was alarmed. She’d never seen Bess in such a panic. But at first startled glance she sawBessie wasn’t skinned up, no bruises or blood. “What’s wrong?” she asked as Bessie skidded to... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, May 21, 2018
NOODLING ON A COMING OF AGE THEME
Her birth name was Elisabeth, but from the cradle up, she was known as Bess. Not honey-baby-sweetheart Bess, not sweet little princess Bess the good sharer. Once she got to daycare, she was Bossy Bessy; if you happened to be in her play circle and you were halfway smart, you learned quickly not to... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, May 20, 2018
BLURB IN THE YEARBOOK
"Life is sweet, but oh, how bitter to kiss an old tobacco spitter." MHS, class of '53. Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, May 19, 2018
PORCH PIRATES WITH A PURPOSE
There’s a charity in this area that picks up donations from people for various organizations, including local food banks and family support groups, the Red Cross and homeless services. I’ve been donating odds and ends, gently used clothing, shoes I’ve bought on sale that didn’t fit right once I got... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, May 18, 2018
THURSDAY AT THE CENTER - WRITING GROUP
As always, Topic 3: your choice, was popular among the writers at Thursday’s class. Ibbie wrote a piece about the cat who allows her to live in his house, a fine tuxedo cat named Velvet, (“V” for short). It seems V arrived on Ibbie’s doorstep some time after her original cat, Harry, had claimed all... Sign in to see full entry.