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Unspiritual Moment

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When the plans are made and the time is short, something unexpected is sure to happen..

. Grits overflowing on a flat range top..

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Robert A. Dufresne

Date: 11/11/2011 6:58:00 PM

yup... I would have sputtered out a few unsavory words there for sure !: ) love the title Sara

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 11/10/2011 9:52:00 AM

Thanks for your comments today. Your husband is copping out by claiming he did the cooking and the dishes when you went out to eat. Get him an apron for Christmas! Love, Carolyn

Jack Horne

Date: 11/8/2011 12:10:00 PM

LOL, I can imagine this : )

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 11/7/2011 11:44:00 PM

haha! this sure is funny, wasn't expecting this, Sara but definitely an unspiritual moment! and eww fish & chocolate?? that must have been nasty! thanks as well for passing by my blog and poems :)

Jslambert Mister Roboto

Date: 11/7/2011 2:33:00 PM

HA! Kiss my Grits FLO'! (Mel's Diner)

Edward Mccormick

Date: 11/7/2011 2:13:00 PM

Your poetic immortalization of an Unspiritual Moment here is inspiring! I love it! ~ECMc

M. Hussain Effendi

Date: 11/7/2011 2:10:00 PM

I get it now, why the name that you've chosen for this one.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 11/7/2011 12:40:00 PM

what;s cooking?? love the humor here,sara.. tops! :) huggs!

M. Hussain Effendi

Date: 11/7/2011 8:05:00 AM

Care to shed some light, Sara???

Joyce Johnson

Date: 11/6/2011 8:53:00 PM

Thank you for your comments Sara. I love hominy and I thought perhaps grits would taste like it. I tried grits just once in a restaurant and could not eat it. Maybe it wasn't cooked right. Love, Joyce

Kimberly Larocca

Date: 11/6/2011 7:57:00 PM

It could have been worse. The gas stove that my grandmother use to have would have been a lot harder to clean. Nothing like grits and fried fish in the morning, just showing my southern roots.

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 11/6/2011 4:07:00 PM

Grits!? What are they? Is it something you grind your teeth on?

Judy Ball

Date: 11/6/2011 2:14:00 PM

Awwwww! There goes a nice pot of grits. Haven't had any grits in years being raised in Fla. and moved to Canada when I was 28yrs. old. They don't even know what they are up here. I learned to subsitute creme 'o' wheat for grits. A moving piece for a Southerner. God Bless, JB ;)