Hey Thanksgiving- I’ve got your back.

The red line is proving to be insufficient so I’ve moved on to stacking sandbags. I’m willing to try anything to hold back the rapidly rising tide of Christmas that threatens to wash Thanksgiving down the river once and for all. This wonderful day of food, faith, family, friendship, forefathers and football has become nothing…

Hard Rock Hell

Our premium parking fantasy blew up the moment we realized that $20 only gets you into one of the “satellite” lots far, far away from the Hard Rock stadium. Little did we know that the long walk in would pale in comparison to the long walk out. We were in Miami on Friday to watch…

Pigs in a Blanket, Martha Stewart Style

Searching for something to bring to the Super Bowl Party tomorrow? These little yummies can be assembled today, frozen and popped into the oven right before before kick-off. Ingredients All-purpose flour, for surface 2 sheets puff pastry (about 1 pound), preferably all-butter Honey Dijon mustard 18 fully cooked sausages (each about 5 inches long), such…

Listening to Understand..

What a difference a day makes. Had the Belk Bowl taken place 24 hours earlier, we would have been sitting on wet seats in a cold and unrelenting rain. Instead we enjoyed a warm and sunny afternoon of football in weather that was more like September than December.     The game itself was a…

CAUTION

A conversation with your husband that starts with “We never do anything spontaneous..” can end up here.. So I was minding my own beeswax yesterday, cleaning the windows, listening to smooth jazz when my husband called (from Home Depot of course) to tell me that our daughter (up in Philly) had a friend, whose friend’s…