The nursery isn’t my gift

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / September 14, 2016 /

Once they grow up, we long to hold a little baby again, or do we? I just wanted to hold a baby. I wanted to snuggle my face into its chubby neck and smell baby powder and lotion. My two boys are giant teenagers and in no way resemble anything I could hold or rock…

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Art on a Limb

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / September 12, 2016 /

Art on a Limb is here! All the creative installations of our yarn bombing project are ready to view in beautiful Downtown Fairhope.   43 teams knit, wove, quilted, crocheted and needlepointed their tree-art and gave our artsy town one of its’ regular doses of funky charm. Need to go to TCB Coastal Bank? A two…

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Show a little kindness

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / September 9, 2016 /

For the past few weeks, a story has been making the national rounds about Florida State University’s Wide-Receiver, Travis Rudolph, who visited a local middle school and in an act of kindness, sat with a student named Bo, who was all alone at the lunch table. There weren’t just a few empty seats around him,…

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On the Mobile Delta

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / September 7, 2016 /

As children grow older, it’s harder to impress them, but I was determined before Harrison returned for his Junior year in college, I’d spend a memorable, fun day with both boys. My husband does lots of he-man things with them, but I wanted a “Mom/boys” day that didn’t involve a trip to Dillard’s. I finally…

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Don’t rush the Spiced Pumpkin Latte!

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / September 1, 2016 /

A first-world issue has been bothering me, and it began when I saw a display for Spiced Pumpkin Lattes — in the middle of August. Retailers have sensed our weakness for all things autumnal and know everyone in America is addicted to, and will purchase, anything that smells or tastes like Farmer Brown’s harvest.  …

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A Norman Rockwell kind of morning

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / August 26, 2016 /

The year my son started Kindergarten, I would set the alarm for 5:45am and get completely dressed with full make-up and hair done with big hot rollers. I would dress in the outfit I’d carefully chosen the night before, then wake the precious lamb and prepare whole-wheat, made-from-scratch pancakes, shaped like teddy bears, with a…

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Summer photos and video from Harrison

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / August 22, 2016 /

Oh, how I love summer! August weather is a bit miserable here, but overall, I love having the boys home with us and the more relaxed schedules. They’ve both had summer jobs and taken a few classes, and it’s been so nice spending time together before my eldest son Harrison returns to college at the…

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Hats off at the table

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / August 19, 2016 /

This story can be found in the book, The Majorettes are Back in Town Bless her heart, my long time friend, Fancy Faye is out there in the dating world again. The stunning beauty is smart and successful, but totally out of luck when it comes to love. She’s rather picky, which can be a…

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If only Buddy Ray had only known cursive

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / August 11, 2016 /

Tara used her most carefully constructed cursive handwriting to express her sentiments of deep love and devotion to her beau, Buddy Ray O’Hara, but alas, the young lad didn’t know how to read cursive handwriting, so he thought it was another garbled note from his aging granny and tossed it in the garbage. Unaware of…

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Annie Sloan made me do it

By Leslie Anne Tarabella / August 4, 2016 /

One of my first stories for the newspaper was about how I would never, ever, ever give in and paint my grandmother’s china cabinet, even though Annie Sloan paint was all the rage. Well, guess what? I caved in, so here’s the updated story. Have you given in to the trend? It was the early 1960’s…

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