Fried Chicken N' Grits

When Daddy came home tonight, I was browsing the internet for craft ideas in an effort to make my home some kind of cute - it's currently no variety of cute as the walls are bare & the living room furniture can't seem to find a permanent home on any certain wall. He sat down next to me just as I was looking at some vase filled with layers of white beans and rice. He made some joking remark. The next craft was a frame with twigs glued in it. Another, a garden border made of wine bottles. As he stands up to leave the room, he pops his hip, throws his hand up on his waist and, in a Paula Dean-esque accent he adds, "In this one he-ya, Ah glued M&M's to a rolla'skate an' spray painted it gold - shabby chic & comfy cute." I know, deep down, his true identity is a 60-something southern belle.