Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Yes, I know I need to update!!

I'll be doing that tonight. I have a million and one pictures to post to show you what an exciting and glamorous life I lead (yeah, whatever), but they'll have to wait. OR, if you don't buy that then I'll just go ahead and tell you the truth - while Will is at his grandparents Honey and I have been too busy being 'honeymooners'. So, with that said, there's just not much time for blogging!
Til next time....

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Summer afternoon, two sweetest words in the English Language...(Henry James)

As kids growing up, we had a very traditional home, meaning Mama stayed home. She did work, but it was at the school so she was always home whenever we were. Which also meant that she had summers free. She always had a project going. That reminds me - have I ever mentioned just how talented Mama is? Well, if I haven't then let me reiterate (my new word for the week) that fact right here and now. She is one talented lady - there is nothing - and I mean nothing that she can't do.

She spent most of the summer sewing - I always had a brand new wardrobe every year. Although I preferred Daddy's oversize t-shirts that hung to my knees, with wrangler jeans and cowboy boots, she taught me that I could put some of the cute tops she had created over the jeans. Much cuter than Daddy's shirts. She made the tops I wore for rodeos and horse shows. She sewed my pageant and queen contest clothes as well as my baton twirling uniform. One year she even made the uniforms for every one of the drill team girls (about 15 of 'em - yikes!) Mama was also (and still is) a fabulous cook!! She never cooked southern style like grandma or most other mom's in the area. Instead, Mama made fun, exotic dishes that you only ate in fancy restaurants (which we did not have in our town). Because of that everyone always liked to come to our house for meals.

I never learned much domesticity from Mama. Not because she didn't try to teach me. Trust me, she tried like the dickens. I just was not a willing student. I always wanted to be outside with the cats and dogs, cattle and horses. I had no use for indoor pursuits.

Some days I 'd head for the pool, but most of my time was spent riding one of the horses - mainly my little horse Dusty, who by the way, could outrun any of my friends' high dollar horses. When I wanted to go fast and be a daredevil, Dusty was the one I'd saddle up. When I wanted to relax and just enjoy the scenery, I'd ride Buck, the laziest horse, to this day, I have ever seen. Most summer weekends were spent at rodeos. I loved to barrel race. Although I ride English now, I miss being a cowgirl.
tree full of lightning bugs

Summer nights, as a kid, were spent chasing lightning bugs in the front yard, or picking vegetables out of my grandma's garden.

When I got older my girlfriends and I would drive around El Dorado Springs in Daddy's pickup truck and honk and wave at every one. That's really all there was to do, but it was so much fun! We'd have the a/c going full blast with the windows rolled down.

The El Dorado Springs Picnic came around once a year and was THE summer social event. From the time school let out in May all we could talk about was what we were going to wear, or who we hoped would ask us. Just for the record, I never had a date! When I finally starting dating my Honey, he was always out in the field and could never make it in time. Then the year we did go together, well after we were married, I was pregnant with our second child and the smell of hotdogs, cotton candy and popcorn made me sick - I couldn't be too far from a trash can - yuk!

The Picnic' as its called is going on right now, and it is still the biggest social event of the year, and oh, how I wish I was there! That's where my Will is and he has been looking forward to it since February! Hopefully, he can take pictures and send them back to us and I'll be able to explain in better detail exactly what this event is. Maybe one day I'll load up Dixie and you can join me for a Dixie road trip there! Until then, I hope your summer is going well. Don't forget to pop a top on a can of soda (Nehi Grape is my fave!) and go out to the back porch and sit a spell.

After all, you're never too old or never too busy to enjoy the lightning bugs on a warm summer night!

Sunday, July 13, 2008

This is one of the happiest days of my life...

What a great weekend!! I have great news. This is right up there with the day I got married and the day my children were born. Something happened that I have been praying and wanting for 14 years. Over 14 years, actually. On Saturday night, July 12, 2008, my precious son, William Bishop Truitt, was baptized. My little boy, William

William, no longer my little boy, but a man of God


(Not only did he turn his life over to Jesus on this night, but he was baptized by both of his grandfather's. Jay's dad is on the left, and my Dad and Will's namesake is on the right. What a precious memory he will have to carry with him for the rest of his life.)

Each year, Will goes to his grandparents for the summer. I got a call Saturday night. It was him telling me that he wanted to be baptized. I stayed calm, but I was so happy inside that when I hung up I cried tears of joy.

When I was pregnant with my babies, I prayed from the moment I found out about them, that they would grow up to be faithful followers of God. When Rachael was 7 weeks old I immediately put her in Bible Class. The teacher gave me a blank look as if to say 'what do I do with her'. I assured her that everything would be fine, that subconciously Rachael would absorb all the lessons that she was teaching the 2 and 3 year olds. A lot of people thought I was silly, but sure enough at 6 months we were riding down the road with her in the car seat screaming to beat the band. Not knowing what else to do, I thought I'd distract her by singing "Roll the Gospel Chariot". She immediately stopped crying and started doing the hand motions. At 6 months old! We did the same thing with our sweet William when he was a baby, and he, too knew every word to every hymn and gospel tune by the time he was a year old. Both my children always loved going to church, too.
The Bible says 'train up a child in the way that he should go and when he gets older he will not depart from it' (Proverbs 22:6)
I say start from the minute they are born.





Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Lipstick on the heart.....

Sounds like the words to a country music song, huh? Every once in a while I'll come up with a saying that is completely 'random', as my kids would say. I guess that 'randomness' (oh, just go ahead and say it - I'm wierd!) comes from years of being on the radio. My off time was spent coming up with new material to use for my show. Or I, at least liked to call it 'material'. My boss fondly (I hope) referred to my quotes as "Kathie-isms". So, I guess "lipstick on the heart" is, if you will, a Kathie-ism.
It's a very interesting how this particular saying came about. I hope you'll keep reading, because it's a lesson, as ladies, we should keep in mind every day.

courtesy of http://www.letterstosanta.com/

It was a Sunday morning about 8 years ago, and doing what I do every single, solitary day of my life, I got up before the rest of the family, showered, styled my hair and carefully put my makeup on. (I do this even if I'm going to be riding my horse on a 105 degree day - seriously, I need to attend "Makeup Anonymous")

After my face was on, I went to my closet and picked out the dress and shoes. I made my way to the jewelry box and very selectively decided on what jewelry I would wear. I'm pretty predictable, so I am almost positive that I was wearing my pearls. Satisfied that everything looked 'just right', I made sure the rest of the family was fed and spit-shined. Then, off we went.

For reasons unbeknownst to me, or maybe I just can't remember - I was in a bad mood that day. Oh, on the outside I was my same old, friendly self - if you'd seen me I would have smiled at you and given you a big ole' hug. But on the inside I was really feeling grumpy that day. No, I was worse than grumpy.

Here I am in the pew where I am supposed to be worshipping God and focusing on Jesus. But instead, I was looking around the room and mentally cutting everyone I saw to shreds. The funny thing is... I NEVER do that!! Honest! I won't even be friends with anyone who does that. But for some reason, that particular day, I couldn't see anything positive in anyone (including myself).

When our minister (and one of my best friends) Eddie Randolph, stepped into the pulpit and started talking about how we need to stop being judgemental and see people how Jesus sees them, from the inside, it was if he was talking straight to me. Suddenly, a light bulb came on.

I had spent so much time polishing and perfecting the outside, and absolutely no time polishing and perfecting the inside. Oh, my goodness! I felt so ashamed and I asked God for his forgiveness right then and there! After services, I approached Eddie and told him how his sermon had touched me. I told him of my foul mood and foul thoughts and how I'd forgotten to put 'lipstick on the heart' that morning. He laughed at my analogy, but after that, the saying just kind of 'stuck.'

I always thought it would be cool to base a women's ministry on the concept of "lipstick on the heart."

It would remind us each and every day, that while it's great to get all "painted and powdered up" we need to spend at least an equal, if not more amount of time on our thoughts and actions toward others. "Lipstick on the heart" would require us to spend more time in our Bibles, and more time in prayer. It would encourage us to watch our language - my main weakness (((embarrass))) or oftentimes biting our tongue, and most important treating others with kindness and understanding.

We should revel in our girliness!! God made us to be feminine! It's okay to like shopping, makeup, etc - and it's also 100% okay if you don't like those things. Either way, if you're a girly girl, or a tomboy, my point is that our main job as Godly women is to keep our hearts and souls beautiful (think the virtous woman in Proverbs 31). Ladies, I've said this a million times - WE, as women set the mood of our home. What makes us thing we can't set the mood of the world? Imagine, if everyone of us practiced 'lipstick on the heart.' I am convinced this world would be a better place.

What if we each made a commitment to do this? Are you with me? I want to know your thoughts and comments. Even if you disagree with me or think I'm flaky (gee, like no one has ever thought that before), I'd love to hear from you.

By the way, if you leave comments, it's set up in such a way that your e-mail address doesn't display. I know some of you have been concerned about that. Anyway, love to you all. Until next time...I might think about writin' that country song.

Monday, July 7, 2008

Back to the ole' grindstone.....

Today wasn't so bad after all. I guess it was just the anticipation of getting back into a routine when I'd had so much freedom the past month. As soon as I walked in the door and everyone realized I was back there were lots of hugs from everyone. I love all of my co-workers and ya know - ya' can't beat that with a stick. Love and friendship - that's what life is all about to me, which is probably while I'm not and probably never will be a millionaire - because I've always cared more about people than I have $$$$. And ya' know what? I wouldn't have it any other way! So, to my peeps at Spire Investment Partners in McLean, Virginia - I love you guys!!! thanks for making this hillbilly girl feel so welcome and appreciated! It really is good to be back.
(And no....I did not make it out of bed at the intended 5:00 a.m. wake-up call.)

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Color me sad....

Tomorrow, my medical leave is up and I'm back to work. Ho-hum. Please, don't get me wrong. God has blessed me with a wonderful job and I am so thankful to Him. It's just that I loved being home every day.



I don't understand people who say they get bored staying home. I love puttering around the house, tidying things up, making everything pretty. I loved getting up about 7:30 every morning and 'commuting' to my computer to work on my book, which by the way, I am in the middle of Chapter 20, thank you very much.


I've never liked an 'office atmosphere'. First of all, I'd rather have easy access to the outdoors. I feel like life is passing me by when I'm cooped up in a building all day. Second of all, I am not good at, nor do I like office politics. I've never been one to step all over someone else to get what I want and I don't understand people that are. And last, but not least, I hate, hate, hate traffic!



Oh, did I mention how much I hate traffic? Tomorrow, I've decided to get up earlier than usual - about 5:15-5:30 - I'll let you know if I actually DO that, but hey, I'm gonna try. I'm gonna take an early morning walk and then come back home and sit on my screened-in sun porch and play with Sally and Violet before I dress for success. Then I'll head for the office. I'll pack my personal computer in my bag, and work on my book during my lunch hour. The end of July is coming up fast, so I need to work extra hard in order to finish it.


Maybe, just maybe my hard work will pay off, and I'll eventually get to make a living doing what I love most of all - being a full-fledged author. Please keep me in your prayers, that God will give me the talent of the written word and I'll be able to live out the remainder of my life (and I'm asking for a life-span of 105 years), doing what I love to do more than anything else. Write.



Tuesday, July 1, 2008

A Rare Family Night Out

After a few months of writing to you almost everyday, I feel like it's time to introduce you to my family. It's very rare that we all get a night out together. But when we do, let me just tell you, it is the highlight of my life. It brightens my world and makes me smile for days. So, without further adieu... l to r: Son-in-law Dino, daughter Rachael, and of course you've already met Will


the lovely and talented Floriana
Dino and his mother Floriana own a fabulous Italian restaurant in D.C. aptly named "Floriana". It's a lovely atmosphere with exquisite Italian cuisine. Everything - and I mean everything is home made by the wonderful Floriana herself. (no manufactured pasta for her - no siree - she does it all by hand).

My parents

Yes, that's the infamous Mama that I write about so often. She still keeps me on the straight and narrow. By the way, she is here helping me edit the last stages of my book before I send it off to the publisher. One thing I love about this woman - she is brutally honest - she makes me a better writer!!


Will and his hillbilly Mom (he is also my web master)

Any computer related problems I might have, or any questions that need to be answered - he's the man! Just a little teaser here - in the near future Hillbilly Debutante will be expanding! When Will gets back from his summer vacation he will be busy creating a website, also called "Hillbilly Debutante" linked to this blog. The website will be featuring vintage clothes, new and vintage aprons, vintage jewelry as well as home items. (ALL his idea, I might add). Rachael, Will and I are also in the process of creating "hillbilly debutante" t-shirts that will be available to you on the website. I'll give you more info as we work out the details.

Dino, with his proud mother-in-law

I just love Dino. We couldn't ask for a better son-in-law. Rachael hasn't stopped smiling since she met him, and I love the way he treats Will like a little brother.

My cutie pie with Dino's aunt, Donatella

Even though Donatella is probably my age or younger, Honey and I still call her "Aunt Donna." She is just a doll. We love to get her and Floriana together to talk about their parents and what it was like growing up in Italy. What's even more fun is when they start telling us stories about Dino when he was growing up. We laughed this night until our sides were sore. Floriana and Donatella are two very fascinating women. If I could sit Floriana down long enough (she has more energy than a 2 year old on a sugar high!), I'd love to hear her life story. Just the little bits and pieces I've heard sound like a great novel. Of course just her name alone would be a great title for a book...or a broadway play...."Floriana!" (spoken with an Italian accent, of course)

If you're in Washington D.C. and you want the best Italian food, or just the best food, period, then mosey on over to 17th and Q and have yourself some of the best vittles around. And that's not just me talking - Floriana's restaurant has won many "Best of Washington" awards. Tell her that the Hillbilly Debutante sent ya. Til next time!

Surry, Virginia

A little blurry, but welcome to Surry

Okay, yes, that rhyme was a little cheesy, I know. Can ya' tell I'm tired from being on the road all the time? This mornin' we left my house at 7:00 am and ended up in Surry at 10:00 - just as the Historical Society was openin' up. (Mama is into geneology and since we have Daddy's relatives figured out aaalll the way back to the Revolutionary War - and beyond - now we're tryin' to go back as far as we can with Mama's side)

So, while she was hard at work, Daddy and Will humored me and took me to the adorable shop of Sharon Faison in downtown Surry. We drove past and it took just one look for me to do a you-ie on the main drag and high-tail it in to the parking lot.

While the pictures show you the absolutely breathtaking job Sharon does -the pictures don't do it justice. You really just have to see her work to believe it. She is amazing. From what I gather, just by looking at her store - she takes normal every day pieces and paints murals, flowers - whatever you want! My favorite is the top one. I bought a little stool from her that I fell in love with - when it gets here I'll post it so you can see it, too. I would've loved to take more pictures, but you know what? - blogging is new. And sometimes when you go into someone's store and they've never layed eyes on you and you want to start clickin' away it makes them nervous. I TOTALLY understand that. But Sharon was gracious enough to let me take a few snapshots - and she allowed me to take one of her, too so you can see how lovely she is.

Sharon Faison

Sharon informed me that she will soon have a website up and going so you can view all of her products online. When she's ready for online business I'm sure she'll let me know so I can pass on her web address to all of you. In the meantime, if you find yourself in the Jamestown, Virginia area, why don't you take a nice relaxing ride on the ferry and head up the road about 5 miles to Surry. Her shop is east on Hiway 10. I know she'd love to see you - and trust me, you'll be glad you stopped by. Did I mention that she also has vintage inspired clothes and accessories?


Will and his Grandpa

And speaking of the Jamestown ferry, after we left Sharon's, we hopped the legendary ferry and headed over to Jamestown for a quick look around. Can you believe I left my camera in the car when we got there? Am I a sorry blogger or what? How could I forget the camera? Gee!

Okay, I hope this doesn't creep you out, but I just love old cemetaries. I love to read the epitaph's (or is it epitath?) In the old days, relatives would write lovely sayings about their loved ones on their head stones. For instance, 'she was the sunshine of our life' - isn't that beautiful? No one does that anymore. Anyway, think what you must, but I find peace and tranquility in these old resting places. As for what I want my head stone to say? Even in death I want to make people smile - "I told you I was sick!" would probably get a chuckle, don'tcha think?


After we picked up Mama from her afternoon at the Surrey Historical society (thank you Faye Savedge, by the way, for all your help), we headed over to the charming town of Wakefield, Virginia. It was actually my Will's idea to stop here! I didn't dare ask. I figured after a long day of driving, an hour strolling through the cemetary, a ride across the James River and back, that he'd be exhausted. But he pointed this place out to me and asked if we could go in. Go in?? Are you kidding? You don't have to ask me twice.

I love the old Coca-Cola machine. Oh, and check out the red, white and blue horse!! Love it, but my homeowners association would probably put their foot down on that one.

Thanks for coming along on this Dixie Road trip. I've been gone a lot this week so I'll probably give old Dixie a rest for at least a few days. It was wonderful to spend some time taking in that fresh country air. By the way, I'm always open to suggestions on ideas for more road trips. If something is going on in your community or if you'd like to have the Dixie Road crew show up at your event just give me a shout! I'd love to hear from you!

Yes, another Dixie Road trip...


Kathie Truitt and the handsome Captain Snarly

This time to Old Town Alexandria for the Pirate Boat Ride on the "Admiral Tilp." In the 7 years I've lived here - I've never done the pirate trip so...Here we go! It was so hot and humid - I'm in a short-sleeve shirt and capris and on fire - I know Captain Snarly has to be incredibly hot with all his pirate attire on - whew! I guess a pirates life is not for me.

Mama. The handsome man with her is Daddy!

Okay, you two - this is the "Admiral Tilp" - not "The Love Boat"

The Jolly Roger proudly flying in the wind to let passersby know that we're a boatload of mean, angry pirates - AARRGH! (that's the Maryland shore in the background) Oh, the things I do for my Mama when she comes to town. (Actually, it was kinda fun)

Oh, my goodness - Dixie Road Trip deluxe!!!!


The very first day Mama got here we dusted off ole Dixie (it's been a while since she's been driven), and sure 'nuf, she cranked right up - just like new.

The very first place we stopped was Mama's favorite thrift store - "The Williamsburg Thrift Store" in Lorton, Virginia (I don't know why they call it the "Williamsburg" when it's in Lorton - why don't they call it the "Lorton Thrift store?"). Anyway -

They have everything from furniture to clothes (nice) to books and all kinds of cute collectibles and dishes (which are my weakness). And while this pretty pink set of dishes would be really


nice to use outside - do I really need yet another set of dishes (I already have 4)? No. Bye-bye pretty dishes ((sigh)).


However, as usual, Mama found some things. (By the way, don't you just love her purse?) Now - on to the next stop, which is.....

My favorite! This is a HUGE store on the corner of Sherwood Hall and Richmond Highway in Alexandria, Virginia. I always have good luck here. Although I'm not in the market for anything right now, let's take a peek at what's new!


Hello, dollies! (I used to love these as a kid!)


I'm coveting the beautiful blue brooch (but I'll pass this time)


I loved these, but they were 2 sizes too big (boo-hoo)

Mama modeling my new KC Chiefs cap

But I did find this Kansas City Chiefs cap! It was in the men's department - puh-lease! what man (besides Elton John) would wear a sparkly cap like this? Anyway, this was a keeper. Anyone that knows this hillbilly girl KNOWS I love bling and I love my Chiefs. Can't wait to wear it - I hope Mama doesn't think she's keepin' this!