Before someone points out the obvious--yes, I know it's been a new year for like a month now. Whatever--better late than never.
This is my first post in a looooooonnnnnnngggggg time. In all fairness, I probably could have put a few more letters in that word and still not account for the time I've been wandering in the wilds. All I can say is 2013 was a VERY hectic year and while 2014 isn't shaping up to be any slower, I'm going to make more of an effort this year to get back to some of my roots--in this case, blogging.
You may have noticed the title of this blog has changed--don't worry, there will still be talk of food and urban fantasy and paranormal romance and all sorts of things. But rather than try and fancy it up, I'll be talking about things in the language of my people--aka, Southern folk.
This doesn't mean I'm going to suddenly start chewing tobacco (uh, gross) or swigging moonshine (geez, kill the liver in one gulp, why don't you) but rather that I'm going to acknowledge myself, my friends, and my family, view certain things differently based on the culture we've grown up in. As I've gotten older, it's easier for me to see the wrong in some things and the right in others and while I'm not going to get up on a soap box and preach about the glory of the South (and are soap boxes really all that sturdy? serious questions), I'm also not going to shy away from being proud of where I come from, even when people do stupid things.
And I live in Florida. We're practically the capitol of people doing stupid things.
So once or twice a week, be prepared for a view point full of snark, sass, and silliness, on anything and everything, all while keeping that wonderful Southern gentility you've heard so much about.
(In case you're unaware, "bless your heart" can have a variety of meanings, from genuine pity to the most polite "fuck you" ever issued--I'll leave it up to y'all to decide which meaning can be applied to each post)