We Southern girls love our monograms. A monogram is a motif of two or more letters, typically a person’s initials, usually interwoven or otherwise combined in a decorative design, used as a logo or to identify a personal possession. Pillows, sheets, towels, clothing and jewelry……if it’s not moving, we monogram it. As I get things in… Continue reading One Stitch at a Time
While most people are preparing for their New Year’s celebrations, reflecting on 2017, or pondering what’s ahead for 2018, I’m here thinking, “Six weeks. I’ve got about six weeks until Spring Training.” Those six weeks will fly just like the rest of our “Off-Season” flies by. Our “Off-Season” isn’t really time off. In just a… Continue reading Prep Mode, Are You Ready?
The end of this baseball season meant jumping right back into normal life. We usually pack our things, load up our pickup, and take a leisurely trip back home trying to gradually leave the “Baseball World”, but this year was different. We pretty much hit the ground running into this Off-Season and now we are… Continue reading Home
I woke up this morning and turned on the news to find the subject hasn’t changed. More and more talk about the NFL and the controversy over kneeling for the anthem and in front of our flag. Psychologists, former players, former military, Constitutional experts, those for the protest and those against, and on and on… Continue reading My Freedom Is In Christ
I grew up in a small South Carolina town, and I love going back from time to time to visit my mama, family, and friends. So much influenced me in that little town and I take a bit of it with me wherever I go. Time moves on. One minute you’re a little girl rocking… Continue reading What We Leave Behind
Every now and then while I’m sitting and watching a baseball game, I think to myself, “I’ve been sitting in one of these seats for over thirty years” and I think about how much things have changed in baseball and how much things have changed in the world. It seems to me that the more… Continue reading Cornfields, Tobacco, and Old Southern Gentlemen
May 11, 1985 that was the day Cupid drew back her bow and fired. Yes, I say her, because in our case it was a her. A seventy-something, very Southern her, by the name of Allie. Yes, Allie was a true cupid who worked her magic on that sunny May day. Fifty years before she… Continue reading Cupid Draw Back Your Bow