Blessed & Curvy

Excerpt 3 - Chapter One     James Parker yawned for the fourth time that evening. This wedding reception wasn't like the bachelor parties he'd been used to attending back in his college days, and that was not a good thing. The most exciting thing that had happened to him so far was playing counselor for his friend and fellow football player Braxton Denton, who seemed increasingly inebriated, regarding his problems with women. The game highlights on the big screen across the room were the only other entertainment available, and the whole situation had James certifiably bored out of his mind.             Truth be told, he should have been studying. There was plenty of information he needed to review for a series of upcoming meetings, as well as checking he had the right attire for his new home in Virginia. Goodness knows he needed to be well-dressed for the interviews his coaches had apparently lined up now ...

"I look to the hills from whence my help cometh" Psalm 121:1-2 This is one of my favorite bible verses and it kept me when I was on the brink of giving up. When I came to visit my family in California back in 1994, I saw all the hills and I spoke those words, and two months later I was relocating to California. I find that as I have become accustomed to my new location over the years that whenever a situation has come up the words “I look to the hills from whence my help cometh” still resonates.  When my parents passed, changing jobs, life challenges, and looking for peace. A lot of times when we are going through what we consider drama we forget to look up.  I know I am guilty of praying for something, getting it and then I stop. I get convicted in my spirit that I must pray through the good and the bad times. We have so much going on in our society with turning on the television and seeing fires, hurricanes, and tornadoes.  We open the newspap...

Greetings, I know it has been a minute since I have blogged. I am preparing to release my fifth book There Is Sunshine After The Rain ,which should be release right before Christmas. In preparing my manuscript I had to go back in my past, remembering so many memories from my childhood that surrounded food, family and love. Thinking about my parents and the dishes that they made that were their favorites but also seeing now the different siblings who also loved the same dishes.  There was eggnog for Art, turnips for Linda, apple pie for Barbara , greens for Paulette and macaroni and cheese for Patty. As I grew into adulthood and visited different friends and learned about their  traditions it made me appreciate how we can all come together. Tamales, Chitterlings, Ham, Turkey, and the list can go on with all the various foods everyone is getting ready to enjoy. Do you have any childhood memories that make you just smile? What about traditions that you carry on ...