By Sheri Hopkins, Lifestyle Contributor
Hello everyone! Happy fall! I love this time of year. When I tell y’all a story, I may repeat myself, but they are all true. I wouldn’t be me if they weren’t.
There is a certain judge in Greenwood, he is kin to me, and he decided to tell this story to some folks at his church. It’s ok with me. I have plenty to tell on him.
He was a deputy prosecutor before he ran for judge. One would think he would help his aunt out in her time of need. Most of y’all know this story, but for those who don’t, enjoy it.
I got pulled over in the City of Greenwood and I was headed to Michael and Tonya’s house. So right in front of their house, I am pulled over by this not very nice policeman. He was all serious, no joking around at all. My mom is with me, and she has Alsheimer’s and has no clue what’s going on, or so I thought. As usual the cop asked me for my driver’s license, registration and proof of insurance. I’m looking through my glove box just a digging stuff out and low and behold there is a pair of my underwear. My mom yells, “those are not mine!” Still, not even a smile from the unfriendly officer. I had to text Michael to come out and help me, and he just stood on his porch watching the show. I get out and start rummaging through my trunk, going through mail to see if it’s in there and no such luck. I get a ticket for no proof of insurance while Michael Wagoner stands on the porch. Good thing Judge Parker was in office, because he reduced my ticket. Michael told me after he became judge that if I got a ticket in his area that he would double it. I’m not bitter, I’m over it! Ha, ha! So, I have already made up my mind not to tell my husband, Chuck. I didn’t want a lecture. So, as soon as we get home and get in the house, Jacob walks in the door from work and the first words out of my mother’s mouth, the one with Alzheimer’s, is “your mom got a ticket.” Jacob says, “mom, nanny says you got a ticket.” I told him that she didn’t know what she was talking about. I knew Jacob would tell his dad all about it if he knew. They were buddies and I knew he would love to tell on me.
To stay with the fall theme, let’s do an apple spice dump cake.
1 package spice cake mix
2 cans (21 oz.) apple pie filling
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon ground nutmeg
1 teaspoon ground allspice
1 tablespoon white sugar
3/4 cup butter
1 cup chopped pecans
Preheat oven to 350 degrees, pour the apple pie filling in a 9×13 pan sprayed with nonstick cooking spray. Mix cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice and sugar in a small bowl, then sprinkle over the pie filling. Pour dry cake mix over apples, dot with the butter and scatter the nuts on top. Bake until the cake is brown on top and bubbling (about 45 minutes). Always check sooner, some ovens cook hotter than others.
