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My Pinterest Chest

Hello my name is Shannon and I am addicted to Pinterest.  No, really...I am OBSESSED!  I love the idea of a digital bulletin board, it's genius!  I can explore on there all day, if I'm not careful. 

My two favorite things are cooking and creating something out of "junk".  I love finding something useless and see its future potential to be used in a completely different way!  Not only does upcycling or recycling items help our planet, it also helps my little bitty tiny budget around the house!  Let me give you an example. 

A Country Girl's Rite of Passage

What's a country girl's rite of passage? I'm so glad you asked! Well, there are several but here's my top three:
Grow and can fresh vegetables. Check!Know how to drive thru the mud. Check! (Just take a look at my drive after these 2 weeks of rain, mud-riding-paradise)Kill a snake.  CHECK! Yep. I...killed...a...snake. All by my lonesome.  Forgive me for the self patting on my back but I am terrified of snakes! Anyone who knows me knows this.  Well, they know it if they have ever seen me around one!
But back to my story about this particular snake. Of course, Herman decides to show up while Barry is at work.

Barry is my husband (whose nickname used to be snake, which is kinda ironic in this case!). The snake I named Herman.  Yes, I named the snake. Don't judge me.
I was enjoying my second cup of coffee and went to look outside my dining room window.  And there he was, on the top step to my back porch! Lucky for me, this was my second cup of coffee and I was able to t…

Welcome to my Southern Blessed Chaos!

Let me introduce myself. My name is Shannon Dewease and I grew up in a little town in South MS.  I was born, however, in Louisiana. I guess you could say I was born a Cajun but raised a redneck! Let's just say I'm a born and raised Southern country girl who loves her Southern roots!

I grew up at a time when your neighbors knew your name and came to check on you if they haven't seen you outside working on your flower beds recently. Those same neighbors would, also, call you to let you know that their peas or corn was ready. So you would grab your bucket and head on over to share the bounty. It was a time when front doors and cars were left unlocked, the screen doors had a squeak then that bang when shut, Grandmas always wore aprons, and hearing the crickets at night was all you needed to sleep.

Ahh... I love the South and those memories of bygone days. And those days are definitely gone. Don't get me wrong! I love my air conditioner, my cell phone, and, well...all the …