A glass of sweet tea, a hug from mama, and a night spent on the porch can cure all ailments.
Only a man who treats his mama well is a good man in a Southern Belle’s book. And good men are hard to find.
Too much eyeliner doesn’t make you look sexy, it makes you look like that raccoon your mama’s been trying to run off the porch for years.
My mama can cook a meal, talk to her mother on the phone, clean up after my brother, call my daddy in for dinner, tune into her favorite show, change a load of laundry, feed the dog, and gossip with my sister—-all at the same time. I don’t know any other women in the world that can multi-task the way a Southern Belle can.
Sometimes the best medicine is love from Mama.
Right now, I am very very ill. I contracted a severe case of mono (don’t drink after your friends!) and I have felt miserable for four days. I had to go to the hospital early one morning, pack up and drive to my hometown to see another doctor, had blood work done twice, and all I wanted to do was curl up at my parents’ house and watch some good ole HGTV. The only thing that has managed to make me feel better was my mother’s absolute attention and affection towards me today. I love you, mama! And wish me well, Belles and Beaus! It’s gonna be a long three weeks…
If a man doesn’t love his mama, he isn’t worth lovin’.
If mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.
(An anonymous person asked me, “What is the best southern saying you have heard/use?” I think this one answers that question.)
Face this fact: your mama will always be able to fold laundry, make sandwiches, and tuck you in better than anyone else. That is, until you have your own children.
When your mama tells you to get out of her kitchen, it isn’t a suggestion.