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Someone asked me tonight if I play golf. I’m in Myrtle Beach, making this a not entirely unreasonable question. I barely refrained from serving up an expletive with my ‘no’ response. While I tried to be civil, there are few things that I deplore more than chasing the birdies. TheContinue Reading

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Everyone has a “most embarrassing moment.” Few people are stupid enough to put them out there in cyberspace for anyone to read. I guess I’m stupid. My mother, the good Southern woman that she is, always wanted me to be girly. She dressed me in frilly dresses, bedecked me inContinue Reading

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My husband MTM is from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. He grew up eating things like frozen custard and cheese curds and Friday Fish Fry. Amazingly, he is a hot, slender man in spite of that early diet. On the other hand, I have never lived north of the Mason-Dixon line. While IContinue Reading