My guess is that you don’t eat too many red beans. I say that because aside from my family, and people I have converted through force-feeding, I can’t say I’ve met too many people whose eyes light up at the mention of “red beans.”read more
When I was a little girl, I lived in the south from the ages of 7 to 10. Oklahoma first, and then Arkansas, to be specific. We moved there when my mother remarried, and it took a whole twelve minutes for my younger sister and I to acclimate ourselvesread more
In terms of pure romance, no open-shirted, smooth-chested, flowing-haired, pony-riding hero ever held a candle to my grandfather. Though I read and enjoyed all the best fairy tales as a child and spent my fair share of Saturday afternoons sitting throughread more
My proper but mischievous grandmother had one firm rule about cussing: If you must do it, do it in the barn. I believe now that her unspoken message was “animal behavior belongs with the animals,” but we didn’t hear that subtextread more
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