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 Every year when she was growing up, my oldest daughter would hide my Elvis Christmas CD. It wasn't because she didn't like that hunka hunka burning love—it was the song "Blue Christmas" that she... |
 By reading posts like Vintage Kitchen Covet and Stone Cold Sexy, we know interior designer and Grit gal Cortney Bishop is brimming with bright ideas. Well, in the August... |
 BLOG OF THE WEEK: Let's slow our roll a bit and sail into the weekend. The Grit team thinks Renae’s lyrical "Mornings on the Coast"—sprinkled with lovely images like “the peekaboo line of fire”—... |
I was flying out of the door with a backwards glance at the clock. Darn, forgot my "Go to heck hat." Oh well. Some things God is a stickler about and sunrise is one of them. Crossing the bridge to... |
