I don’t think I was meant to live in the South. Now, I’m not saying that I hate it, mind you. There’s nothing like a good slow drawl with a “Well, bless her heart!”, and going to get your hair did and fried chicken and corn on the cob and orange Nehi and microwaved moonpies. [...]
Archive for September, 2008
On soup, again, and winter
Posted in recipe, tagged recipes, soup on September 8, 2008 | 4 Comments »
On making the bed, and summers
Posted in real life, tagged childhood on September 1, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I made my bed for the first time in years. I’m not quite sure why I decided to make my bed. I walked into the (new!) bedroom to drop something off, saw the unmade, wrinkled bed, and decided to make it. I’d say it looks pretty snazzy, wrinkled sheets and no comforter and all. The [...]
