I woke this morning before the alarm. The sky is black without even a hint of light. I tiptoe to the art room, and begin to put together these words and images. In my mind that is overwhelmed with current…
Author: Julie Mahan
I am a Midwest girl in a Southern world, notice the funny accent. Patio dweller, police/military wife, mother, grandma and daughter of the King. Using my gift of story telling and light-hearted humor to inspire women through their hurts, habits and hang-ups.
Look Inside Your Home and Share Your Story
The morning was about over, the hot tea had all been consumed, the sink was filled with last nights dirty dishes but then I rolled up my sleeves and dug in! It’s not very attractive to tell this story but it’s real life…
Complaining Won’t Get You Very Far
Last night the house was filled with a delicious smell, and it was coming from the crockpot. Once again, I had mixed my own seasonings and slathered them over a deer roast. I enjoy cooking off the grid! Sometimes my…
Strong Personalities are Like Truck Stop Coffee
In the mornings sipping hot coffee drowning in vanilla cream is one of life’s luxuries. The rich, heavy, sweet cream to me is considered a precious and beneficial commodity, regardless of all the hype about it being bad for you. Lets face…
When You Can’t Please Either Crowd
Sitting in the movie theater last night little did I know that I would hear something profound, and then come home to read a little bible before bed and read exactly what I heard earlier. The just of the line that Tom…
Time for a Sit’n’Sip Giveaway!!
Here’s a lil’ collector’s hand painted, wine glass that shows support for the Arkansas Razorbacks!! You can always re’gift this to your favorite Hog Fan….Woo Pig Sooie!! To Win; simply subscribe on here filling in the subscriber box to the…
Slowly and Rolling
There’s something aggravating about bed sheets and blankets being stirred around before the alarm goes off. When you don’t have to be up and awake yet but your spouse is awake and won’t be still!! You keep your eyes closed…
Don’t Do As I Do…Just Do As I Say…. But Don’t Say That!!!
Driving my sweet Gbaby for ice cream, she sits in the backseat chatting a mile a minute in a fairly loud voice. As we pulled into a parking spot, her octave comes down a notch and she tells me that she had…