Pop’s not doing so well. Got the call that his vitals were all going downhill pretty quickly. Lisa and I both felt like we wanted to be here for mom and Dad, and for Pop. We took separate cars, to accommodate our adult schedules. Driving down this afternoon was strange. I cried in my car on the highway, driving 80… Read more →

Possibly Not the Domestic Goddess

. . . that I think I am. I was cooking dinner last night (ahem, mac and cheese) and was boiling the macaroni, when the pot boiled over. (Or, “balled” over, as my Daddy with his Savannah accent would say. He also says “aygs” for eggs, “all” for oil, and “tin fall” for tin foil.) Tiller was in the kitchen… Read more →

A Fave

annepoplessieevelynFL1973 Originally uploaded by Dogwood Girl. I love this picture. That’s me, on the left, not Tiller! Pop is holding me, then Aunt Lessie, and Grandma on the end. Oh, and mess o’ fish. Aunt Lessie always dressed up, even for fishing. You shoulda seen her getup when she went to the pool with me in Roswell, and went off… Read more →

Happy Birthday, Pop!

1930s_berryschool_WalterPalmer Originally uploaded by Dogwood Girl. My grandfather turns 92 today. That just awes and amazes me. I’ve written about him before, here and here, if you want to read more about him. The picture is him around the time of his graduation from the Martha Berry School, which is now Berry College, in Rome, Georgia. I think that was… Read more →

Annie Tour 2007

Get your t-shirts now. I just got back from visiting brother-in-law, SIL, and CIL (cat-in-law) in Huntsville. We had a great time (three words: “Space Ice Cream.”) I also was able to indulge my guilty history pleasure and take a day trip to beautiful Jackson County, Alabama, where a couple of my dead folks are buried. I was pleasantly surprised… Read more →