Now that my belly is full of lucky black-eyed peas and cornbread, I feel prepared to face this shiny New Year with gusto. I think. Truth is, I’m no different than I was two days ago, and…
Oh, The Places You’ll Go!
When I was a kid, the Rose Parade was a New Year’s Day staple in our lives. While black-eyed peas bubbled away on the stove, the Rose Parade played on the living room TV. Because we were poor,…