Musings of a Louisville St. Louisan

Drama is very important in life:  You have to come on with a bang.  You never want to go out with a whimper.  Everything can have drama if done right.  Even a pancake .  Juli a Child  I have the fondest memories as a kid of my mom or dad getting up and making pancakes for us.  Sometimes it was for a holiday and sometimes it was for no reason at all.  Every once in a while my sister, brother and I would get up before my parents and make pancakes to serve them breakfast in bed.  We would love to use my mom's breakfast tray that hung on the wall in the kitchen and then crowd on the bed to talk as they would eat.  We were far from the Cleaver family, but this always brought us all together.   Pancakes are a staple in most American households.  With simple ingredients these delectable saucers of sweet bready goodness can be made.  They are also a go to when you can't figure out what to make for dinner.  AND super cheap too!!  If you have a picky eater, no f

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."   Margaret Wolf Hungerford  Me (left) and My Sister (right) When I was a little girl I remember my grandpa Ted would always talk about all of his "beautiful girls."  When I heard it I believed it was true because he was always (well almost always) right about everything...at least when you were in his house, that is.  I had a cousin of mine who told me every time she saw me with her contagious smile, "You're so pretty".  I thought, "If Theresa is saying it (because she's so awesome), then it must be true".  I didn't really question what they said because they loved me and that was all that mattered. I am not sure when the insecurities of not feeling up to par as far as my looks went came into play.  It was quite possibly in elementary school when I shot up taller than all of the other kids and stood towering over them.  I remember one time when we were playing a game in gym and