Shellie Rushing Tomlinson
Hello porchers! Has it really been a full week since we met on the
porch for our chat? Boy, time flies when you're having fun. ~smile~
I won't spend a lot of time on medical updates, but I will say that
Jessica is recovering, GrandBuzzy is improving all the time and I
haven't been in a hospital waiting room in several days. Hallelujah!
Speaking of hospitals, I've had the opportunity to eat a lot of
cafeteria food lately and it's gotten me to thinking about the theory
of "planned obsolescence". Sure you do, that's the idea that some products
are made to wear out in order to keep the company that makes them in
business. You're wondering what that has to do with hospital food? Well,
as I watched the friends and relatives of those sick people upstairs
consuming large amounts of eggs, sausage and bacon for breakfast and
fried food for lunch downstairs, I couldn't help but pause at the
irony. Think about it. You reckon those same folks will be back to the
doctors with health problems of their own? Now, I'm not saying there
are any kickbacks involved and I'm not calling for a congressional
investigation. It just makes a person wonder, that's all I'm saying.
And I think I'll stop there before I get sued.
Hugs,
Shellie
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Drats! It's time for October's Great Gator Give-A-Way and my gator
shipment still isn't in. I guess I'll give away another All Things
Southern t-shirt, instead. I hope this sounds good to Wayman Barker
from Tennessee. You're the lucky winner! Give me a holler and let
me know what size you'd like. ~smile~
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~~Chuckles~~
"Travel Tips"
The other day three Southerners and three Yankees met at the train
station to travel to the World Series. The Northerners couldn't help
but notice that the Southern boys bought only one ticket. They rolled
their eyes and laughed at the ignorance of their southern acquaintances.
After the group boarded the train, the Southerners all crammed into one
bathroom and shut the door. Shortly after the train departed, the
conductor came around. After collecting the Yankees' tickets, he knocked
on the bathroom and said, "ticket please." The door opened a crack and
a single arm emerged with a ticket.
The observant Yankees agreed this was a clever idea and decided they'd
try it on the way home. To their amazement, this time, when they got
to the station and bought their single ticket, the southern boys didn't
buy any tickets at all.
"How are you guys going to travel without a ticket?" they asked. Their
new friends just smiled.
Upon boarding, the Yankees crammed into one bathroom and the Southerners
crammed into another. Immediately after the train took off, one of the
Southern boys snuck out of their bathroom, knocked on the door of the
one where the Yankees were hiding and said, "Ticket please."
~Special thanks to Roy from Monroe for this week's chuckle.
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~~A Taste of the South~~
Hello porchers! Do I ever have a great recipe for you today! It comes
from Randy Prewitt's cookbook, "Flavors of the Ark-La-Miss", and it is
simply divine. I tried it for the first time last week and my family is
still raving. You can order Randy's cookbook from my online store for a
ton of other great dishes. Are you ready? Let's do it.
"Crawfish Dip"
2 sticks of butter or margarine
¾ cup fresh parsley, chopped
6 green onions, chopped
1 box mushrooms, fresh
2 pounds crawfish tails
1 pint half and half
1/3 cup flour
Saute' your crawfish, parsley, onions and mushrooms in the butter or
margarine for five to ten minutes. Add the flour while stirring and
make a nice blond roux while the vegetables and crawfish continue
cooking. After a few minutes of stirring, add the half and half and
stir well. Cook on low heat for about fifteen minutes. Serve on toasted
pieces of French bread. Let me know when you try it. You won't be
disappointed; I guarantee it.
~Shellie
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~~Spotlight on the South~~
SPOTLIGHT ON KRISPY KREME DOUGHNUTS
It was 1937 and the country was in a depression. Vernon Randolph had
twenty-five dollars and a dream. Harboring a secret recipe from a chef
in New Orleans, Louisiana, Vernon rented a building in Winston-Salem,
North Carolina, borrowed some ingredients, and started making doughnuts.
At first he worked at marketing his sweet sensations to local grocery
stores, though history would soon come calling. Several lucky shoppers
chanced upon his doughnuts hot on the grocery shelves, and the word
spread. Before long the public was clamoring for hot doughnuts. Mr.
Randolph cut a hole in the wall, put in a window and started selling
to them directly.
Today, flashing neon signs in the windows of more than 250 stores
announce each new batch of hot doughnuts as the stores combine to
churn out some five million a day. The phenomenon that is Krispy Kreme
turned 60 years old in 1997 and took their place as a twentieth century
American icon.
Although nostalgia plays a part in the company's success, it is the
experience of that first hot Krispy Kreme that makes fanatics. It's
been reported that the Arkansas boy who used to live in the White House
had those polka-dotted boxes delivered to Madison Avenue in bulk. At
last, something Bubba and I can agree on. Those extraordinarily light
Krispy Kremes have a way of dissolving in your mouth and leave you
wanting just...one...more.
~Shellie
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~~It's Been Said...~~
Hi porchers! Southerners have a long history of colorful expressions.
Whether it's just pure entertainment, or like today's quote, a piece
of good old country wisdom, we're always dressing up our thoughts a
bit. I guess it's tied to our love of storytelling. Today's southern
saying cautions us not to give in to the temptation of passing on that
latest piece of juicy information. We'd all do well to heed this
truth. It reads...
"Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin' it
back in."
--Southern Saying
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~~Southern Comfort~~
"No Place to Dump Your Trash?"
Several years ago there was a ship in the news that appeared to be
on an endless voyage. One after another, the ports it contacted refused
it permission to dock. As far as I know, it could still be out there.
I'm sure our Internet savvy porchers could find us an update, but the
bare facts serve the purpose of today's discussion: the ship was full
of trash that no one wanted.
Excuse me if this sounds personal, but where do you dump your trash?
Not the garbage bags in your utility room, I'm talking about the
emotional refuse we all accumulate-that jagged memory of rejection,
that sticky feeling of failure, that dirty wad of guilt. Even if the
situations that produced the feelings have been prayed over and
forgiven, their images can still spring to mind and surprise you
with their ability to torture.
Unless you're paying by the hour, few people are interested in this
baggage. Although some kind-hearted folks will allow you to "rest"
your load on them temporarily, even the best of friends can grow
weary of continual dumping.
Enough, already--here's the good news! I know from experience, that
Jesus is always willing to listen. I give him those painful thoughts
every time they float into my consciousness and every single time
He gives me Peace in exchange. What a deal! Try it friends, the only
thing you stand to lose is a load of trash no one wants in the first
place!
~Shellie
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~~Southern Exchange~~
Your letters:
Dear Shellie,
Jeannie Williams' letter about home perms and girly-girl parties
brought back so many happy memories. I can remember as a child
there was always a big party at an aunt's house about a week before
school started. All of my girl cousins and I were lined up and
given home perms en masse. Oh, how I hated those home perms. Much
to my mother's dismay, they usually didn't take in my hair.
I remember one year around age 6 when I said the only way I would
submit to a perm was if my favorite doll could have one too. One
of my older cousins obliged and did up Dolly's hair while one of
the aunts did mine. Dolly's hair came out curly and beautiful
and mine was as straight as a board. Guess I wasn't really a
girly-girl. I preferred rough housing with the boys anyway.
Rose
living in the North, but longing for the South
(Dear Rose, I loved the baby doll perm story. Thanks for sharing it
with the porch. I see you're longing for the south. I promise to work
really hard at sending you a little dixie fix each week. ~Hugs, Shellie)
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Hi Shellie,
I'm loving your e-zine and hope to become a regular on the porch.
Save me some ice tea. I've been longing for more southern based
emails. There just isn't anyplace in the world like the south :)
Love,
Carol in Tennessee
(Dear Carol, If you want to be a regular--then you are. It's as
simple as that around here. There's iced tea on the little table
by the swing. ~Hugs, Shellie)
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Dear Shellie,
I greatly enjoy your site and look forward to it every week. I'm
a native of West Monroe, LA. We've lived in Houston for the past
two years and have recently relocated to Bakersfield, CA. We've
really enjoyed our time in California, but there's nothing like
southern traditions! I'll look forward to your emag even more so
now, since I feel REALLY far away. Thanks for doing such a great
job sharing the "south" with others.
April Bounds Wheeler
Bakersfield, California
(Dear April, Mercy! Yet another local girl that's a long way from
home! I'm glad you found yourself a spot on the porch. Just write
in any old time you feel lonely. ~Hugs, Shellie)
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Hi Shellie,
This is a poem I wrote several years ago about southern women. I
thought you might enjoy it. I'm loving the All Things Southern site!
Deb in Delhi, Louisiana
(Dear Deb, Thanks for sharing your poem with the porch. I did enjoy
it! Now the other porchers can :-) ~Hugs, Shellie)
Deb's poem:
SOUTHERN WOMEN
we are women,
we are southern,
we are strong.
we love to be pampered, petted, and taken care of.
we love to be special to a man, and we love to treat a
man special.
but...
do we NEED all of this?
NO!
we are strong.
we are independent.
we can think our way through ANY situation.
we are vengeful with our charm,
if need be...
we bring home the money,
manage our homes,
fight for what we believe in.
we love our families,
nurture our children,
continue to smile,
and say...
"well bless your heart"
to those who believe us to be fragile.
we have no tolerance for a weak woman,
because we know all women are strong,
if they choose to be...
especially...
if she is southern.
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Hi 'ya Shellie,
I found your site about 2 weeks ago whilst doing a search for recipes,
and I just love it! I'm currently residing in PA, and although I've
been born and raised here, my heart is in the south. We're relocating
to North Carolina by the spring, going to live out our retirement
dream, about 20 years early. I printed out some of the jokes and took
them into my work. My co-workers loved them. I'll be stopping by on a
regular basis, just love the site...keep it up.
Cathie
Girardville, Pennsylvania (for now)
(Dear Cathie, Wow! Living out your retirement dream early--I bet you've
made the rest of the porch jealous, *grin*. At least you're going to
relax in the right part of the country. Thanks for all the sweet words
about the site. ~Hugs, Shellie)
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Dear Shellie,
I'm writing to you from the Razorback Gift Shop in Eureka Springs,
AR. We've just had a wonderful time visiting with your Mom and your
"crazy" aunts (as they called themselves).
They told us about your web site and we were quite anxious to look
you up. We think that your web site is wonderful! Your Mom is very
proud of you and your accomplisments in your life.
I can't wait to share your web site with my friends.
Thanks!
The Razorback Gift Shop Gang
Bonnie, Heather, Mary & Annie
Eureka Springs, Arkansas
(Dear Razorback Gang, I knew those crazy ladies were loose in Arkansas!
I'm glad to see y'all survived their visit to your store. And to think--
I don't even have to pay Mom for advertising. ~smile~ Thanks for
droppin' by my porch. ~Hugs, Shellie)
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Hi Shellie,
I'd like to invite you and all your friends and porchers to the Bastrop
Fall Arts & Crafts Show. It will be Saturday, Nov. 2, 2002, at the fair
grounds in Bastrop just off Hwy 165.
Look for our signs. Open 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. Saturday only. We'll have
lots of original arts and crafts, along with a section of good flea
market finds, and all the good food you can eat. Hope to see you there.
Please share this with your porchers and invite them all!
Colleen Odenbaugh
Bastrop, Louisiana
(Dear Colleen, You just did! *grin* I'm afraid I won't be able to
make it. I'll be in Dallas this weekend, but I hope you have a
great turnout! ~Hugs, Shellie)
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~~A Southern Definition~~
My daughter is a beautiful, blond sophomore at LSU studying business,
but I remember when she seemed destined for a dental career. At the
tender age of 8 years, Jessica had pulled several of her own loose
teeth, a couple of her brother's and many of her third-grade classmates.
It was pretty funny at the time and, of course, now it's a part of our
often re-counted family stories. It also brings us to today's southern
definition, which reads...
"If you were too squeamish to pull your own loose teeth, let alone
those of your friends...you could have been a girly-girl."
--Shellie Rushing Tomlinson
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