Bring On The Holidays, Y’all!

As I woke up on Nov. 1 and immediately began searching for the Christmas music station that starts every Nov. 1 in St. Louis, two blinding flashes of the obvious realizations came to me: There is no Christmas station in St. Louis this year, making traditional radio more irrelevant to me than ever and sending me straight to my iHeart radio app for the daily tradition of singing-Christmas-carols-at-the-top-of-my-lungs-with-my-kiddos-on-the-way-to-school. (Side note: we’ve also been known to do some serious car-dancing when particularly peppy Christmas songs come on, so if you see us bouncing around like banshees while sitting at a red
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What I’ve Learned From The Mommy Juggle

First, for those of you who are either A) grossed out; or B) rather…ahem…excited by the title, let me just point out that it says mommy juggle – not mommy jiggle. I won’t get into the profound sadness that is your life if you fell in the option B camp. Anyway, in my summer (which turned into fall…sorry) away from My Heart’s In Dixie, I was not sitting on the veranda of my beachfront mansion in my chaise lounge being fanned by chiseled, shirtless hunks and fed a steady diet of chocolate and mimosas. (Why no, that’s not a fantasy
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Take Me Home (Or At Least Somewhere In The General Vicinity)

Y’all, I’m going home. Okay, put the tissues away (or possibly the party hats, depending on where I am on your fondness scale) – I don’t mean my eternal home…unless the good Lord has a surprise for me in my middle not-so-very-old age. I mean down South…my feel-it-in-my-bones-call-me-Scarlett-O’Hara-the-land-is-calling-me South (cue the Gone With The Wind soundtrack and the “I’ll never be hungry again!” speech. Which I know by heart. That can’t be a surprise to anyone.). Now granted, we’re going to be spending most of our time on the trip next month in Florida, which is most definitely not the
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The Sweet Tea of Communications Success

I love writing at My Heart’s In Dixie, and if I duct taped my children to the walls more often could carve more time away from our busy family schedule, I’d write more frequently. Actually, I do write more frequently…I just do it for other companies and people through Sweet Tea Communications, the strategic communications business I founded almost six years ago. Sweet Tea helps companies create and share their authentic story with the people and organizations that can benefit from their products and services, and we’ve been blessed to work with companies at all development stages¬†and across a variety
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Ode To A LTYM Mommy Moment

Twas the night before the Listen To Your Mother STL show, (side note: I can’t carry a tune, even when I’m writing) and all through my brain, garbled words are flying, as I contemplate getting up in front of 500 people to read one of my stories and begin hyperventilating (it’s the tone-deaf thing again – sorry) but none will come out. The dress, pressed and hung, in my closet with care, with deep hope it’ll hide the box of Twinkies I consumed today in a fit of nerves my tush under there. The children have finally settled down for
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Sleepless In St. Louis

You know those people who can fall asleep within 30 seconds of their heads hitting the pillow and sleep without a care in the world through a herd of wildebeests thundering past the bed? I don’t like those people. (Hey, I hope you didn’t come here expecting a nice, kind, non-petty person devoid of jealousy. If you did, you’ve obviously A) never met me in person; or B) you have met me and I’m a much better actress than I thought. If it’s B, I’ve got to get some headshots and an agent – I could easily win an Oscar.)
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