Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Til next time....
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
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.
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.
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
William, no longer my little boy, but a man of God
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
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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
Sunday, July 6, 2008
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.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
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!!
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!
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 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?
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!
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)
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 -
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!