Mum’s the Word

I’m not a native Texan. This was stunningly obvious to a fellow Hobby Lobby shopper who spotted me as I blinked at the homecoming decoration display. She touched my shoulder, smiled empathetically, and said, “Aw. Honey. You’re not from here, are you?” This sweet stranger spent fifteen minutes talking me through how to make aContinue reading “Mum’s the Word”