Call me a prude, but last night’s season finale of Dallas on TNT proved to be raunchy, tasteless, shocking, and disappointing.
Spring seems to be taking its sweet time about arriving in Central Illinois, but that hasn’t stopped die-hard gardeners from dreaming.
Do-it-yourself stores like Home Depot, big box stores like Walmart, and even some grocery stores are doing their best to capitalize on that fact.
Witness some of these beauties I saw this morning while browsing at Wally World:
“Open confession is good for the soul.” – Scottish proverb.
I’m embarrassed to admit this, but I hate writing book reviews.
There, I said it.
Dallas’s breeder took this photo in late January, 2007, when I picked up this two-month-old ball of fluff to carry him to his forever home.
Have you ever seen a fight?
I don’t mean on TV or the movies. Or reading about one in a book.
I mean an honest-to-goodness fistfight.
It just dawned on me that at this time last year, I was stressing over what to wear to my son’s college graduation.
And now that it’s over, I can share what I learned so others won’t bog down the same way.
Thus, my Top Ten Suggestions for surviving your son/daughter’s graduation:
As we were leaving Central Illinois for Mississippi, our diocese initiated a major priest-swap, switching parish priests from one church to another.
In some instances, it wasn’t a popular move.
Can somebody please tell me what’s wrong with my mama?
Mardi Gras is BIG on the Mississippi Gulf Coast.
Being exposed to what might be the worst and longest winter on record has made me extra-vigilant about finding signs Spring is on its way.