KISS My Grits!

Now that I’m a lot older and I’ve managed to get myself through many a ridiculous situation, I find myself thinking back on the “good old days.” You know, they days when my parents would let me roam around like a wild animal for hours at a time, hanging with God knew who, doing who knows what. Until this moment, I never really thought about why the parental units were more than happy to let me and my siblings explore the world without their constant surveillance and direction. I’d like to think that they were exercising great parental knowledge by…

My Most Embarrassing Moments, Part One

When I was in junior high, approximately nine thousand years ago, I was a young, shy, scared individual who thought that she was the center of the universe.  It’s not like I thought I was better than everyone—quite the opposite.  I just didn’t really give a shit about most of them.  Sounds terrible, right?  Well, it probably was, but it was also the truth.  I was too busy living my own drama that I didn’t have time to really spend too much time on anyone else.  I mean, I had a few friends, but I was never popular and I…

Watch Your Step and Bee Careful–A Painful Life Lesson

Ah, the bees.  Just to start off, let me state that there were lots of bees.  So many bees that I was put in agonizing position of feeling gut-wrenching, terrorizing fear for the first time in my life.  But I had someone watching over me and my younger sister (who was just as frantically frightened as I was) who basically, in the span of two hours, cemented himself as my forever protector and “The Man Who Could Live through Anything!”  I am speaking of my dad, the person without whom this entire story could never be written because he was…

Mortal is as Mortal Does

(A Daily Prompt exercise  for Blogging 101-Assignment 11) Fair warning–this is an exercise for a blogging class and is not my usual fun stuff! Sitting and staring in silence for twenty minutes has not led my brain to remember a time or place that I might have first realized that I wasn’t going to live forever. I suspect it was a lot earlier than my memory gives me credit for and it probably came softly and inevitably at a time I wasn’t even thinking about it. I do remember once swimming in a cool mountain lake while camping with my family…