I am lucky enough to work with quite a variety of characters in my freelance writing journey. I develop solid working relationships with many people around the country, many of which I have never met in person. We spend time on Skype or talking via phone in order to get our assignments. One of my … Continue reading
We watched as the dark clouds rolled in, layer upon layer, and the radar on the blinking television screen became a rainbow of colors. At first it looked like Fargo wouldn’t get much of the severe … Continue reading
From as early as I can remember, and for as long as my grandparents lived on the McCurdy farm, there was a black safe on one side of my grandparents’ bed. Grandpa C.R. used it as his nightstand; on … Continue reading
Patience is key in many situations. Up until last week I didn’t realize how important patience is in saving time and making accurate decisions. Let me explain. The upper level of our story and ¾ … Continue reading
Country music singer turned TV cooking host, Trisha Yearwood, is ruining my life. Ok, maybe not my life, but certainly my waistline. My husband wanted to watch Yearwood’s show “Trisha’s Southern … Continue reading
I shopped for the ingredients of a Midwestern comfort food one gloomy, rainy day. Just the thought of Tater Tot Hotdish, which I hadn’t had in quite some time, made me look forward to supper. But I … Continue reading
It’s been years since I worked in television news, but every year around Thanksgiving I am reminded of the perfect turkey sandwich I stumbled upon while reporting in the southern Valley. Let me tell … Continue reading
I fully recognize that some people hate birthdays. Maybe they don’t like the attention, they might hate cake, or they don’t like being reminded about getting older. I am not one of those … Continue reading
During these last few years, my grandpa C.R. was sometimes puzzled about why he was still on earth. While he might have felt that his lessons had been learned and it was time to move on, he didn’t … Continue reading
I had no idea that I liked tamales. None at all. Until a fateful day in Texas. Let me tell you about it. First of all I should tell you about tamales. They’re traditional in many countries, but I … Continue reading