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Sunday Letter: 09.23.18

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Sunday Letter

Dear Sunday Letter friends,

This has been a busy week, and I’ve felt a bit like a vagabond. On Tuesday, I drove to Little Rock for a book club talk. (You’ll be hearing all about it soon!) This morning I send greetings from Plano, Texas where I’m helping Momma sort through her storage unit and pack up her apartment. My trip coincided with the going away party her Plano friends threw for her. Good timing on my part.

So this trip isn’t all work and no play.

Momma Party

Today we’re headed to Austin to see my daughter, Kelsey.

As you might have guessed, this will be a super duper short Sunday Letter.Continue Reading

Sunday Letter: 09.16.18

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Sunday Letter 09.16.18

Dear Sunday Letter readers,

Are you kidding me? September is half over and I’ve done nothing. Well, I finished painting our little cottage. I worked on my next article for Front Porch Magazine. (Thank you Arkansas Farm Bureau for allowing me to write my regular Delta Child column.) I pulled weeds and planted some lettuce and vacuumed the downstairs.

Yesterday, I watched football. Looks like I’m gonna need a new fall sport. And that’s all I have to say about that.Continue Reading

Sunday Letter: 09.09.18

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SUNDAY LETTER 09.09.18

Hey Sunday Letter friends! After five days of horribly humid weather, we got a little rain. Saturday felt downright fall-like. By far the best thing about my week? I got my hair cut shorter than it’s been in some time. Seriously, I don’t know why I waited so long.

The worst part? That Razorback football game last night. We knew it would be a long, rebuilding season. My very own garden hog foreshadowed it only days ago like Punxsutawney Phil predicting six more weeks of winter.

Pig Down

One thing I know for sure… the heartbreak hogs can bring a fan down. But I’ll not dwell on the negative. After all, many Sunday Letter readers claim winning teams. I’m looking at you, Alabama-LSU-Oklahoma friends. And let’s not forget, my Baylor Bears are 2-0. Living here in Fayetteville, sometimes I feel very far away from my own alma mater.

Ok, I didn’t mean to get off on football so let’s move on to more pleasant memories.

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