As the owner of a flag company with locations in both Arkansas and Florida, I recently sent a letter to…
This is definitely a selfish thing to wish on somebody, but I can’t wait ‘til Elon Musk goes deaf.
Wait – What???
Let me explain …
The passing of my father-in-law, Grady Lee McCoy, Jr. on July 3rd has brought with it a wave of emotions and a long list of decision making. Thankfully, husband Grady’s father had done some Estate Planning, that was nice and incredibly helpful. However, he hadn’t done a lot of funeral planning…
Everyone wants to die fast, but that is not the way of most.
This week, Grady’s 92-year-old father took his last breath. He had been winding down since October, hanging on to life, we believe, for his wife of 68 years.
I love what Inviting Arkansas magazine editor Kim Meyer-Webber said in her opening statement about AFB’ (Arkansas Flag & Banner) and AFB (Arkansas Festival Ballet)’s collaboration. Even our acronyms are synonymous.
Earlier this year I blogged about traditional retail being passe and, on my daughters suggestion, that I was going to reduce the inventory in our Flag And Banner (FAB) retail store. Well, since then I have decided to go even further.
So often I think of the Royals as fodder for the tabloids. But after learning about Queen Elizabeth II, her job description, and watching the ceremonial funeral and pageantry on Monday, September 19, 2022, I realize how much more they are. On that day, the people of Great Britain were united, gracious, and courteous as thousands of peaceful onlookers fell silent in respect and reverence for their Queen and their country. I heard one Brit say, “Today I am proud to be British.”
As the smell of Fall fills the morning air and the end of another year approaches, I begin to let my mind wander. One of my weirder thoughts is, “What’s going to be this year’s Word of the Year (WotY)?”
What a week. School started, traffic increased, my baby had a baby, my kitchen remodel culminated in my house, we had sweeping staff changes at FAB, my husband got mad at me, I interviewed a nun, and I had another spot of skin cancer removed.
Don’t ask me why, but writing seems to be good for everyone, even for those of us who feel they don’t read or write well. Just the mere exercise of putting your thoughts down on paper is good for one’s mental health and is the reason why, years ago, I started writing my life’s story. At the time, I titled my little autobiography, “Why to Go to College … NOT.”
Unlike the winter of 2021 when Arkansas had a rare 14-inch snowstorm, this past week we had a typical winter accumulation of 4–6 inches.
Besides finding out my melanoma was stage one and confined to only my nose, the second-best Christmas gift I got this year was a new puppy.
The Dallas Cowboys football team is about as close to a pro sports team as Arkansas gets. We Arkansans relate to them because their current owner, Jerry Jones, and their former coach, Jimmy Johnson, both harken from Arkansas. And their alma mater, the U of A, is a feeder school for the team’s new recruits.
From the looks of things in our Miami sewing department, cruise ships are back in business.
Not to be part of the sheeple, but if everybody else is, I guess I, too, must weigh in on the Smith/Rock altercation at the Oscars.


