Author Archives: S.

Hi, my name is Susan, and I’m a plant killer. I can take a cutting of nearly anything and root it in water, but when it comes time to plant it in dirt, it all goes to hell and dies … Continue reading →

There is a mouse in my kitchen. I know there is because I saw him last night. Or her. I don’t know if it’s a girl mouse or a boy mouse, and I don’t care, all I know is the … Continue reading →

Mary Lizzie Scarbrough November 12, 1918 – May 14, 2011 Daughter, sister, wife, grandmother, great-grandmother, aunt. Always loving, always loved. A life well lived.

It was 96 degrees in my car when I left work today, and I left the windows and the sunroof open, and parked in the shade. It is only May 10. I ain’t sayin’, I’m just sayin’. When I was … Continue reading →

My granny is 92 years old. She has lived a good life, and she is well loved. And she is dying. I don’t know when, of course, but the good Lord is calling her home, softly and tenderly. Granny was … Continue reading →

Eight years ago today, my brother Charlie married Miss Marcy Kay Crego of Wadley, Georgia. I have found out a lot of things about Marcy since I met her. She loves magazines and catalogues, like I do. And Pottery Barn. … Continue reading →

I want a chandelier in my bedroom. One with crystals. Badly. Conventional wisdom says you should have a ceiling fan in your bedroom, and I do, but it’s ugly. Besides, I can’t sleep with a ceiling fan running because it … Continue reading →

I am going to answer a meme. And I’m not tagging anybody. But you can answer it in the comments, if you like, and I will make pithy replies to your answers. 1. What time did you get up this … Continue reading →