Attack of the Giant Spiders
The neighborhood has once again been invaded by giant spiders. It seems to happen every year at this time. Please, if you receive this message, send us a giant can of bug spray. Or perhaps one very large shoe.
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The neighborhood has once again been invaded by giant spiders. It seems to happen every year at this time. Please, if you receive this message, send us a giant can of bug spray. Or perhaps one very large shoe.
Southerners are known for hospitality. And here in the neighborhood, we always try to remember our manners. Even around Halloween. So, it’s not that we’re trying to be rude, or anything — but here goes… Boo. Y’all. (Hope that wasn’t … Continued
So it has happened again. There’s obviously been another sale at the Pumpkin Flag store. Once again, monogramming is included. But apparently, only for the letter B. (I wonder if both of these families’ names actually start with a B. … Continued
September is slowly fading away, taking the flash and brilliance of summer with it. All of the bright hues are now gone, letting us see the colors that are left behind. Right now, I’m seeing a lot of purple. Purple … Continued
Nothing says Thanksgiving like an Oreo turkey. Happy Thanksgiving from my house to yours.
I love Thanksgiving inflatables. Because that’s how I feel after Thanksgiving dinner. Inflatable.
It’s football season. And for those of you who love a good game, you really ought to read Nancy’s Mysterious Letter. In just about every Nancy Drew Mystery Story, we hear about her “favorite date” Ned Nickerson’s prowess in football. … Continued
Cranberries. Yeah, we don’t grow those down here. Nor do we have Plymouth Rock. Or Pilgrims, for that matter. But we do have Southern hospitality. And what is Thanksgiving Day about if it’s not about hospitality, graciousness and gratefulness? Oh, … Continued
Fall is my favorite time to walk through the neighborhood — especially this glorious time between Halloween and Thanksgiving. When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock, And you hear the kyouck and gobble of … Continued