By Sheri Hopkins, Lifestyle Contributor
Hello everyone! We had some rain and now I can walk across my yard without feeling like I am walking on potato chips. School starts Monday, and I’m not ready. I know everyone is always ready for their kids to go back to school, but mornings are crazy at Hops House on school mornings. Back to the grind! I have a second-year college student, a junior, and an eighth grader. Guess which one is the most excited? Yes, Ella Kayt. She loves school. Hope everyone has a great start to the school year.
You know I always end up telling stories on myself. Jacob always says I can’t keep a secret. After I would get home from Christmas shipping I would always go back to his room and I would ask him if he wanted to know what I bought him. He would say “no, but you’re going to tell me.” I cannot keep from telling it. Our Granny Morgan always told us our gifts and Larry Wagoner always told his kids. Oh, and Michael Wagoner tells his kids, also. It’s just the way we are. Some of you know these stories, but I don’t think they have been in the paper.
I was at work last week, and Gina says “do you have your shirt on the wrong side out?” Well, I looked down and yes, I do! Name tag on, waiting on customers! I had also been to Harps and talked to the Little Debbie man. This happens to me often.
Not long after Chuck passed away, I was at Greenwood Walmart doing some shopping. I noticed this man kept staring at me. I’m thinking well, he is checking out this hot widow woman…if you take a picture it will last longer…ha, ha! So, I’m all over the store and finally realize my shirt is on inside out. That’s what the man was staring at. I had the 2XL tag hanging out for all the store to see.
Just this week, a customer came in and said hold on a minute. She pulls a 2XL sticker off my sleeve. Just so ya know, I’m proud of that size, I must be, I keep showing it off to the world.
What about the time I was at the doctor’s office and I was walking across the waiting room and a dryer sheet fell out of my skirt onto the floor? Curtis Feimster got a big laugh out of that, he even sent me an envelope in the mail with a dryer sheet in it. He’s as crazy as me.
Out of all my stunts, they are not as bad as what happened to one of my sister’s good friends when they were teenagers. We were at church and she went to the bathroom and when she came out, her skirt was stuck up into her pantyhose as she pranced up to practically the front row to sit down. For you young folks that don’t know what pantyhose are, you can google it and see for yourself. Be glad they ran their course.
I know when it’s a good 100 degrees outside, you don’t want to cook. I have a wonderful chicken salad recipe that hits the spot when it’s hot out.
CHICKEN SALAD
1 large can of chicken breast (crumble this up real good)
2 stalks of celery chopped fine
1/2 onion chopped fine
3 tablespoons dill relish
3/4 to 1 cup of mayonnaise (use your best judgement)
1/4 cup of bottled Ranch Dressing (sometimes I add more, use your best judgement)
6-8 boiled eggs (chopped fine)
Mix all together and add more mayo or Ranch if you prefer and chill. This tastes better after it sits in the refrigerator a while. This is delicious on croissants, enjoy. Just use your best judgment, and add or take away to your own taste.
