When the telephone rings, the world is a good and happy place - wrongs are righted, arguments cease, and tears dry. My childhood is laced with moments of awe as I watched my mother transform from a fire-breathing - I'm going to half-kill you for that! - What were you ever thinking? - Drop your draws, because you're getting a beating!! - dragon into a pearl wearin', child lovin', Bible totin' mama. At the first "Bring, bring...," hope stirred in my tummy. By the second "Bring, bring...," I could see the fire fading. And by the third "Bring, bring...," I knew salvation was nigh. Rubbing … [Read more...]