I reckon that’s the risk you run, letting somebody else raise you chilluns.

It's already 95 degrees outside. Mississippi got the most unorganized weather in the nation.

I always thought insanity would be a dark, bitter feeling, but it is drenching and delicious if you really roll around in it.

Some readers tell me, 'We always treated our maid like she was a member of the family.' You know, that's interesting, but I wonder what your maid's perspective was on that.

Shame ain't black, like dirt, like I always thought it was. Shame be the color of a new white uniform your mother ironed all night to pay for, white without a smudge or a speck a work-dirt on it.

Babies like fat. Like to bury they face up in you armpit and go to sleep. They like big fat legs too. That I know.

All I'm saying is, kindness don't have no boundaries.