Well, he did it again. For the second year in a row, P Allen Smith welcomed Little Rock’s Trinitas Choir and friends to his beautiful Moss Mountain Farm. Together, we celebrated the Winter Solstice with a crackling bonfire, tours his impeccably kept home and grounds, and music that filled the evening air with warmth and reverence.
Glimmers of Christmas Cheer at FlagandBanner.com’s Miami office.
Coco files with her family to Miami!
The Arkansas Razorbacks basketball team played #6 Louisville, Kentucky and won!
The McCoy family commemorates a grateful Thanksgiving 2025.
An unusual and fascinating art exhibition slated for Dreamland Ballroom.
It is hard to be a funny person in today’s world, where everyone takes themselves so seriously.
I am all about expressing oneself through flags. Humans have been identifying themselves, their clan, or their country with colored cloth as far back as anyone can remember. But, when it comes to flying the US flag on government buildings, I am purest.
This past Memorial Day weekend was reported to be the busiest travel weekend in history. How can that be? With all the complaining about inflation, gas prices, and food prices, I wondered how those two reports could coincide. Being my natural curious self, I did some research and was surprised at my findings.
Not sure if that title will make men more or less eager to read this blog. Menfolk, consider yourself warned.
Because so often our names fit our personality, I have often wondered if we pick our baby’s names or if, somehow, from the other side of the universe, our naming is sublimely picked by who-knows-who (or what).
This past week, I have laughed myself 10 years younger. It started during my Miami work week, when my daughter and granddaughter visited me at the beach for Spring Break. We did the usual things; dined on stone crabs, cruised South Beach, took an everglades tour, and went to Mai Kai, a tourist show of hula dancing ladies and fire throwing gents, all in grass skirts.
Lacking formal college training in business, I attended numerous AIDC seminars and SBA workshops to learn and grow. At one such seminar, the speaker made a statement that has stuck with me ever since: “If your business isn’t changing every 10 years, expect to be out of business in another 10.”
How could I not write about the election results? But wait …
When you order a custom flag or banner from FAB, chances are one of these lovely ladies handmade it.
In the years before Covid, everyone’s dance card (so-to-speak) was full, and high-society-photographer’s evenings were busy as they party-hopped, taking pictures. But not anymore.
Son Mattie’s time is about to get more precious.
Did I tell you that, in August, I am going to be a grandmother, again? It has been 12 years since we have had a new baby in the family and everybody, including the menfolk, are vying for the new baby’s attention.
The idea of a dancing fundraiser came from a young party planner named John. That’s all I remember about him, other than that he had short, blond hair. In 2009, he had followed a girl to Little Rock, started his party planning business, got divorced (or never married), and he left town.


