Oh, There’s Nothing Like Ham For The Holidays

Earlier today I was trying to figure out what I might blog about tonight, and then out of nowhere I thought, “THE HAM! I NEED TO TELL THEM ABOUT THE HAM!”

Because remember how I’ve given away fifteen pounds of Petit Jean bacon a couple of times? Well, not too long ago Misty from Petit Jean Meats emailed me and said something along the lines of, “Hey – would you be interested in giving away a ham on your blog?”

And I said, “Oh, you know me – I don’t really care for meat.”

I KID.

What I really said was that I would love to give away a ham, and today, WHAT DO YOU KNOW, that is exactly what I’m doing.

It’s not just any ham, mind you. It’s fancy ham.

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It’s half a smoked spiral ham – about 7-9 pounds (worth 65 American dollars) – and here’s the description from the Petit Jean website.

Every Ozark Hickory Smoked Spiral Sliced ham is individually hand -trimmed and seasoned with a blend of cloves, cinnamon, and other special ingredients before going into our old-fashioned smokehouse. Inside our smokehouse, each ham soaks up the smoke from smoldering hickory chips for at least 16 hours. The result is a ham that is fully cooked, moist and tender through and through, with a incredible smoky flavor that goes all the way to the bone.

Doesn’t that sound delicious? Petit Jean is a great company – and since I know for a fact that they do wondrous things with bacon, I have mighty high expectations for the ham.

I’m gonna leave this giveaway open until Friday morning about 10 central – and then I’ll close it and draw for a winner. Once I get the winner’s address, I’ll coordinate with Misty to see when and how long it will take to ship (that way you’ll know if it’s possible to have it at your house for Thanksgiving – or if it makes more sense to have it shipped closer to Christmas).

I’ll announce the winner here and on my blog Facebook page by noon on Friday.

So. To enter the giveaway, just answer one simple question: What dish do you look forward to the most on Thanksgiving day? Sweet potato casserole? Fried turkey (I see you, Louisiana)? Pecan pie?

Happy Ham, y’all!

This giveaway is now closed.

An Assortment Of Unrelated Items

Well, it has been almost 48 hours since the Mississippi State / Alabama football game, and I’m still not over it.

It wasn’t that I expected to win. But we played with so much heart and effort, and we never, ever quit. Just like in the A&M game. And the LSU game. And the Auburn game.

And I guess what I’m saying is that at some point I would love it if our fellas could catch a break.

Nonetheless, it’s officially PRIME TIME for college football in Alabama. The Iron Bowl is in two weeks, and the SEC West title is on the line, and OH SWEET MERCY I WOULD NOT LISTEN TO SPORTS RADIO RIGHT NOW IF YOU PAID ME.

I’m all for a meaningful Iron Bowl. But when you don’t have a dog in the hunt, it all gets a little, um, repetitive.

Anyway, I started this post because I was going to link to a new post I wrote over at Ree’s blog, but now I think I’ll just go ahead and link to some other stuff, too, because I’ve had a few “awwwww” moments on the internet today.

I love those moments.

– Here’s the new post I wrote for Ree’s blog. It’s about Scandal. If you don’t watch Scandal, you won’t find it remotely interesting. But if you do watch Scandal – well, I HAVE SOME THOUGHTS.

– By the way, I made Ree’s chicken pot pie recipe tonight, and it is FANTASTIC. The little market by our house didn’t have any flat pre-made pie crusts, so I just bought a 2-pack of deep dish pie shells, let them thaw, and then placed them on the top of the chicken mixture (they fell apart, so I just pretended I was putting together a jigsaw puzzle). Worked great.

– Y’all. Have you seen the pictures of a toddler named Beau napping with his puppy, Theo? I cannot even. Sweetest thing I’ve seen all year.

This excerpt from Tullian Tchividjian’s latest book just wrecked me. Absolutely beautiful.

This sermon. According to my husband, I set a new record for the number of times I said “Come on” during a single Sunday morning message. It’s a strong word.

– I don’t have a little girl, but if I did, I’d want her to have a room just like Jayci’s.

The Hungry Games – courtesy of Sesame Street

– This may be my favorite post that Ann Voskamp has ever written, and that – that is saying something.

Edited to add one more: Don’t Raise Good Kids – I totally identify with every bit of it.

Hope y’all had a great Monday!

What Mississippi Does

She hugs you real tight and asks how your mama’s doin’.

She remembers the best about you, forgets the worst, and forgives even when you haven’t asked.

She shops with her mama, her sisters, her daughters and her nieces – and she’s always certain that they’ve never had more fun.

She listens.

She figures out what people you have in common even if she has to spend ten minutes asking questions about where your relatives live – and then five more minutes making a phone call to a cousin to see if the McWinns still live on 16th Avenue.

She tells you how darlin’ you are and asks where in the world you got your cute sweater.

She adores the names of her favorite small towns, places like Noxapater, D’Lo, Arcola, and Itta Bena.

She knows that grace and mercy are so much better when they’re shared.

She trusts that love is the better way.

She’s there when you get married, when you have a baby, when one of your people dies, when your kids get baptized, and when you least expect it but need it the most.

She remembers your name.

She’s well aware that the Lord gives and He takes away, and she’s at peace with that because, well, she figures that He knows best.

She rocks babies, wipes noses, ties shoelaces, and sings “This Little Light of Mine” soft and low.

She makes a killer hash brown casserole.

She studies the Bible, reads Miss Welty, watches Bravo, and connects themes from all three while you’re standing in the produce department at the Winn-Dixie.

She creates artful arrangements for her dining room table with hydrangeas, privet, and some sticks from her backyard.

She keeps her commitments.

She tells her little girl that she needs to stand up for herself as she fastens a bow the size of a dinner plate in her hair.

She celebrates the birth of her first grand baby and decides that she’d prefer to be called “Honey” or “Mimi” or “Sweetmama” from that day forward.

She keeps a secret stash of unsweetened tea in the back of the refrigerator just in case one of her guests is “off the sugar.”

She wants more for you than you could ever want for yourself.

She always welcomes you home with wide open arms.

And she asks when you’ll be back again – with a sweet smile on her face – every single time that you leave.

15 Favorite Things About Fall

In no particular order:

– bright orange leaves

– UGG slippers (or, in my case, UGG knock-off slippers)

– grilled cheese sandwiches (for some reason this is a fall food to me)

– sweater coats

– 2-pump Pumpkin Spice Latte’ (I know – it’s getting a little cliche’, but it’s delicious nonetheless)

– planning Thanksgiving

– football games where it’s actually cold enough to bundle up

– morning coffee

– really soft pajama bottoms

– rediscovering your favorite blanket (for me it’s a Woolrich throw I bought at Target about 11 years ago, and it gets better with age)

– jeans and boots

– hearing the leaves crunch while kids play outside

– Thorlo socks (in my opinion, they’re the best of the many sock options)

– really good sweet potatoes

– two words: yoga pants

What about y’all?

The Big Boo Cast, Episode 30

As is our usual tendency, Melanie and I recorded this podcast without anything even remotely resembling a plan. We talked about all sorts of stuff, though: Thanksgiving, Christmas, college football, TV, beauty products, and Melanie’s preoccupation with a youthful eyebrow.

I had no idea that a youthful eyebrow was even a thing. Suffice it to say that I got me an eyebrow education.

Also, I had my microphone too close to me, so occasionally there is some popping. I’m just as sorry as I can be. But if there weren’t at least one technical snafu per podcast, it wouldn’t be us. Or I guess it would be a professional version of us, and I think we all know that we don’t really operate that way.

You can click here to listen. Or here. Or, as always, you can subscribe on iTunes if you’re feeling particularly fancy.

Edited to add a few links that Mel and I mentioned:

Dave Barnes’ new Christmas CD

SoDelta candles (my friend Lea Margaret’s candle company – they are divine)

Thimblepress (loved her prints at Mistletoe Market)

Sugarboo Designs

– Priscilla Shirer’s new book, God Is Able

Little Black Sheep by Ashley Cleveland (Mel mentions this book)

Tres Mignonne (my new favorite style blog – and you’ll fall in love with Abby and Casey)

Rimmel Lash Accelerator Endless (have mercy – the brush on this mascara is a wonder)

Hope y’all enjoy it!

An Impromptu Book Signing Alternative

Well, I had just about the best time ever in Mississippi. It was like a big reunion, really; I saw friends from high school, from college, from my first couple of jobs after college, and from pretty much every phase of my life. I even saw my childhood piano teacher. And one of my dance teacher’s daughters. And my geometry teacher. And my 10th grade English teacher. And you get the idea.

My friend Lea Margaret was so gracious and generous to ask me to sit in her Mistletoe Market booth and sign books, and what I realized after just a couple of hours is that I would have sat there for two days with no books at all. Just hearing the Mississippi accents and listening to people make connections between families and watching grandmamas tend to grand babies while the mamas shopped – every bit of it warmed my heart and fed my soul. Combine that with the fact that I also got to hang out and LAUGH MY FOOL HEAD OFF with some of my best friends from college, and it’s easy to understand why I came home feeling like I have a lot of things to write about.

Everybody has a muse, I reckon. Seems like Mississippi is mine.

I spent most of yesterday hanging out with my fellas and getting all caught up on the last three days, and even though I miss my friends in the magnolia state, it is so good to be home. I don’t have a single travel-related anything on my calendar until the end of January – no speaking, no book signings, no nothing – and I am excited about settling down a little bit and really concentrating on the next book (it’s called Home Is Where My People Are, by the way). The stories are starting to get sort of noisy in my head (I realize that probably makes no sense), so I’m ready to type ’em out and get ‘er done.

Now.

This may be the worst idea I’ve ever had, but yesterday when I was driving home, I was trying to figure out to do with the extra copies of A Little Salty in my backseat. Since I’m not going anywhere book-related for the rest of the year, I was planning to just make a nice little stack-o-books in my dining room, but then it dawned on me that a few of y’all have asked about how to buy signed books for gifts. In the past my response has been, Well, I don’t really know – but yesterday it occurred to me that I have a few extra books + I have PayPal = I can mail out signed copies. Some of y’all have emailed me about doing book signings in places that aren’t the Deep South, and since I just can’t do that right now, this might be an option a few of you will use.

So. This morning I sat down and figured out how to set up a shopping cart on PayPal. I’m pretty sure that steam came out of my ears at one point, but I set it up and it seems to work and I am feeling a little bit like I just solved an algebra problem. I don’t have a whole lot of books, so I’m only going to leave the little order form up for a few days so that I know I can fill whatever orders come in. And there may not be any orders that come in, and that is totally fine. I’ll just make that stack on my dining room table that I mentioned earlier.

The little order form / shopping cart thingie is at the bottom of this post. If you want the book inscribed to a particular person, just list that in the box that says “Inscription.” If you order more than 1 book, just separate the inscriptions with a comma (ex: Donna, Ashley). If you just want the book signed without a specific name, just leave the inscription box blank. And there’s a place on the order form (when you check out) where you can leave me a note if you need to explain anything or if you run out of space in the inscription box.

Shipping is included in the book price (that’s why one book is $20 – to cover waterproof mailers and postage), and I’ll try my best to get books mailed out by the end of next week. I’ll leave ordering open through Friday. If you don’t have a PayPal account, you can use a debit or credit card by clicking “check out.”

All righty. That was a lot of details. I do apologize. And of course I am not trying to pressure you to order. I’m just trying to be proactive about the inevitable stack of books on my dining room table.

Let me know if you have questions. And Happy Veterans Day, everybody. I’m so grateful for my daddy and all the men and women who have served this country so courageously and faithfully (that includes you, too, military spouses).

Hope y’all had a great weekend!


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