That’s what my husband calls me. Tawanda. Remember Fried Green Tomatoes? When Kathy Bates goes berserk, repeatedly ramming her hoopty-mobile into the car of the pernicious youthful mocker who had cut her off in the parking lot of the Piggly Wiggly? (Or was it Winn-Dixie? I can’t keep my southern supermarkets straight.) Or when she decided […]
Write a post about How to Write A Fabulous Blog Post. The end. Now that I have that out of the way I’m going to get on to what I actually want to write about. It’s going to be a fabulous blog post. Or not. That was so mean. I’m sorry SEO people!! But go […]
We like to pronounce Yosemite as though we are making a Hooked on Phonics infomercial. Yo Semite. Yo. We went there, yo. Totally dude. Um… check out the butterfly. It’s been forever since we had been to Yosemite…. Since our honeymoon more than 15 years ago which is actually just shy of forever. Funny story that… […]
Who doesn’t love going to the fair and letting their hair down for a bit? I do. (Love going to the fair, that is.) Sure, you eat too much of all bad foods. You might find yourself inhaling the mingled smells of cow patties, axle grease, corn dogs, beer and cotton candy and wonder how […]
I’ve been spending a lot of time in the garden over the past several weeks. I have been a dirty, dirty woman. I am the kind of lady that goes out to just “check on” the garden and suddenly finds that she’s been outside for an hour and has now ruined her third pair of […]
Last weekend I had the opportunity to photograph a lovely couple. I brought my sweet hubby along as my assistant and second shooter. I also like to call him my beast of burden because photography equipment is heavy! We had a great time and really captured the joy and love between these two. The weather […]
I live in a neighborhood that would likely be passed over quickly by those who don’t know it. In fact, truth be told, there’s a chance they might even drive a little faster. I gotta keep it real, people. It’s no The Hamptons. No offense to any The Hamptons dwellers intended of course. I’m pretty […]
