Don’t Count Dixie Out
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Frozen in Dixie
With the temps reach blistering highs and the humidity so thick every trip outdoors feels like one is going out for a swim, it's time for a good ice cream recipe, amen? This dish is actually feature in my first humor book, "Suck Your Stomach In and Put Some Color On" but I was whipping it up for my Pokeno group the other evening when
Dixie Has Been Forced to Retire
I mentioned in the porch chat a couple weeks back that my beloved Dixie Belle had given up on chasing squirrels. I’m sorry that comment made so many of y’all sad but it is what it is. There was a time when Dixie chased the squirrels around here to China and back on a regular basis. Not anymore. These days squirrels treat our backyard like
Dixie’s Watching Too Much Food Network!
Hello folks, let’s chat… Have any of y’all subscribed to that cable channel, DOG TV? I’ve been looking into it for Dixie Belle. The poor thing is getting on up there in age and she just can’t get around like she once could. True story, the other day I saw a squirrel sneak up on her while she was napping by the back porch. If
Stinking to High Heavens
It was the loveliest of Saturday afternoons. I was back porch tap, tap, tapping on my laptop and nearing the end of some very challenging edits on my next manuscript. Meanwhile, my man was getting a good bit of yard work done and my sweet Dixie Belle was having a high old-time wading in the edge of the lake and chasing the occasional squirrel. Ah, the
One Belle’s Response to the NYT’s — Frankly, We Do Give a Rip
Yes, yes, and yes. I saw the piece in the New York Times, the one that suggested southern chivalry is dead, or at least wounded, and manners are on the decline. It did ruffle my southern feathers and I have decided to opine. I took a few days to consider whether or not anything good could be gained by my wading into the conversation, but when you're known as The Belle of All Things Southern,