Up until yesterday, I thought a catfish was simply a really ugly fish that when fried up and served with a side of spaghetti and coleslaw made for some really good eating. It seems I have been living in a cave though and it turns out a catfish is not just an ugly fish, oh …
Now that most of this week’s posts have been thoroughly depressing, after all aging and ill parents just aren’t fun blog fodder, no matter how you spin it. Let’s get a little light and fluffy for Friday, let’s talk about Beyonce and that GQ cover. Go take a look if you have been in a …
Very few people realize that I am a preacher’s kid otherwise known as a PK. Jokes and stereotypes abound about PK’s and there probably is a bit of truth in them. The funny thing is my Dad spent most of my childhood spiritually searching, but never really straying far from his Southern Baptist roots. Often …