Warner Robins

Warner Robins

My Free Stuff Haul

So, i like estate sales. Mostly, i dig old stuff. (Nikki, I know you’re with me.) I also love to dig through other people’s stuff. It’s a sickness. A goatman sickness. I dropped Tills off at school last Friday, and it was supposed to snow that afternoon, and it was colder than a well-digger’s you-know-what, but I just couldn’t help… Read more →

My Grandma’s Everyday Dishes

Were “Desert Rose” by Franciscan. I’m packing it up right now and it is making me a little sad, thinking of all the big Sunday dinners I ate off them, with tomatoes out of Pop’s garden, and the pear preserves and plum jelly they made, and the peaches we would pick together. Actually, picking peaches sucks, but after all these… Read more →