I'm a dash of Jackie O. A pinch of Elly May. A splash of Quelques Fleurs. A jigger of pickle juice. My friends call me Boots. My name is JoBeth. I'm just a southern girl who adores a great tune, a delicious meal, beautiful flowers, a frilly dress, and the perfect shoe. I'm married to a curly haired boy I call "The Angler". By day, I'm a healthcare stategist with a passion for NonProfits. I have a Masters degree in food. Literally. I am a registered dietitian, but I do love burgers and chocolate chip cookies. I survived being President of the Junior League. I'm a daydreamer, an avid i-pod shuffler and a novice photographer. I love to laugh. I'm often silly with a heapin' helpin' of sappy. I'm blessed beyond measure and amazed by God's grace. I try to keep my high heels walking in faith one step at a time, It's my prayer to help other women live beautiful, gracious lives.
Like all true southerners, I come from a long line of storytellers. My favorite stories paint pictures. And great pictures tell stories. I hope to accomplish both on this blog. So, grab yourself a glass of sweet tea, kick off your Manolo's and sit a spell on my virtual veranda. Flair and folly awaits.
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It was a late Friday night early in September 2010. As usual I was lying awake, in bed, iPhone in hand, scrolling through the Twitterfeed, when I saw the tweet from the renowned photographer Jeremy Cowart asking how he could find the motivation to get back to running. I don’t know Jeremy personally, ...
Yes, I know the Oscars are old news by now. I mean that’s so six days ago. Yet, Thursday I found myself in conversation with several friends who wondered MY thoughts and favorites on the Oscars’ Red Carpet this year. The conversations sparked the idea, this would be a great time to hopefully kick Favorite...
Well, I’ve been down with this flu crud for 5 days. No more bed rest and the calendar says it’s Monday again – time for me to get back to work. I’m feeling about 60-70%. Today is chock full of meetings. I’ll be sipping my hot tea and chanting to myself this...
It’s a sick day here at the McCottage. I’ve caught this terrible fever virus that is going around. Doctor has ordered me to stay home the rest of the week. Like everyone I know, I don’t really have time to be sick. However, I’ve made calls, sent emails and...
Yesterday was a horrible, no good, rotten, terrible day. It stunk. Part of my well-penned plans – a work part that excited me, thrilled me, got me going in the morning and had me dashing out the door to begin my daily tasks – was deleted from my to-do list in the blink...
