Monday, October 5, 2009

Mississippi Girl

This article was in last Sunday's Parade magazine. Just wanted to pass along this beautiful Southern belle.

Sela Ward's Southern Charm
The stucco patio of the restaurant Orso is one of Sela Ward’s favorite havens in L.A. But today we’re under attack.“Would you prefer to go inside?” she offers, as a breeze blows through the fruit trees overhead, releasing another hailstorm of berries. One pings off the rim of her glass of iced tea. “It’s just that it’s so lovely out here,” she cajoles, her soft voice sweetened with the slightest Mississippi drawl.“Let’s stay,” I concede, as a nut bounces sky-high off my balding pate. How could anyone ever refuse Sela Ward?
A rare combination of Southern charm and Northern grit—you don’t win two Emmys for two separate hit TV series (Sisters and Once and Again) by hiding your light under a bushel—Ward, 53, sits back in a black T-shirt and jeans and luxuriates in the beauty of the garden. With a new movie co-starring Dylan Walsh and Penn Badgley due out Oct. 16—a remake of the 1987 thriller The Stepfather—and half a dozen other projects in the works, Ward doesn’t get much downtime.“I was such a late bloomer, I’ve had to do a lot of catching up my whole life,” she says. By “late,” she means 27, when she moved to L.A. to start acting. Ward had first headed to New York to work in advertising, then quickly segued to modeling, which she credits with giving her a lifesaving skill in Hollywood: “I got very well-prepared for rejection,” she says. “You’d walk in one door and the photographer would say, ‘Oh, my God, you’re fabulous,’ and you’d walk in the next and they’d say, ‘Uh, thanks very much’—and that would happen three or four times in only one day. I developed a thick skin early on.” Yet, try as she might, the girl still comes across as sensitive and refined.
“Growing up in the South, it’s all about manners and propriety,” Ward says. “Every weekend, I went to charm school in the Sears department store, where I learned such fabulous tidbits as how to blot your face with a damp cloth to remove some of the powder and give yourself a little glow.” She also learned another wily strategy: “how to make a man feel like he’s the center of the universe.” That turned out to be the inverse plan of action employed by her husband, venture capitalist Howard Sherman, on their first blind date. “He took me to an L.A. Raiders football game, and what I loved about him right from the start was that he took me seriously. He was interested in what I had to say and what I thought. That’s every man’s key to a woman’s heart. Women want to be cherished,” Ward says.Today, the couple live in L.A. with their two children—Austin, 15, and Anabella, 11. They also have a farm in her hometown of Meridian, Miss.
“When I go down there, I feel like I’m wrapped in a warm blanket of community and belonging,” Ward says. “I love the heat, the smells, the sound of the frogs and the cicadas at dusk. Oh, and those little bottles of ice-cold Coke—that’s my guilty pleasure.” In fact, for her milestone 50th birthday, Sherman invited 80 guests over for grits, quail, and assorted Dixie delicacies. A big sign on the barn read: SELA IS TURNING 50—IT'S ALL GOOD!“It’s the only thing I could think of to say about it,” Ward admits with a resigned laugh. “We even put it on the paper fans—because in the South, honey, you have got to have fans!”
by Robert Masello

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Country Music

Not everyone that loves Country music is Southern. And not all Southerners love Country music. This may take you Yankees by surprise, but I have dear Southern friends who can trace their roots back to the War of Northern Aggression and they hate (with a passion) Country music. Southerners are nothing if not eclectic in their musical tastes. You will find any and all kinds of music on a Southerner's IPod and/or CD player from Eminem to Loretta Lynn. In my young and foolish days, I told myself (and others) that I hated Country music. And yet, I owned Barbara Mandrell records. I used to turn my nose up at Blue Grass. Then found that I admired Ricky Skaggs. I told myself that Alabama wasn't really Country, they were more Southern than Country.
In the 1980's I woke up and realized that I was lying to myself. I'm not a purest as my aunts are. They haven't like the direction Country music has taken since Loretta Lynn stopped wearing that long, lacy dress. And while I do miss some of the artists of the 80's & 90's, I still enjoy the artists who stay true to that acoustic sound.
What do I love about this music? I love the way it reminds me of where and what I come from. Like kudzu. I love the way each song is a story. I'm a story-teller, you see. I love the way most of the singers' Southern accents shine through. I love the way the instruments are used and highlighted in the songs. I love the way that most of the artists are passionate about this country and our military men and women! Country music is a way of keeping in touch with our roots. Country music fans know and are willing to share their beliefs. And, again, it's all about the story.
My suggestion to you, wherever you may be? Find that Country music station on your radio. Turn it up and give it a few days. While you might hear some songs that you don't like, I believe that you'll find more that you can love. Listen to the lyrics before you criticize that steel guitar. Bet you will find something you like!

Friday, September 25, 2009

Only Southerners

Southern people are some of the most gracious and hospitable people you will ever meet. We have our faults, but you will probably want a Southerner by your side when you are faced with the tragedies life can bring. I just wanted to make these facts available to you before I regale you with some of the 'charming' idiosyncrasies of we Southerners.



Ony in the South will you see such tributes to the great people of sports. Enjoy!




Only in the South will you see such displays of class (?) Don't put us down for these displays. You know (those of you who aren't Southern) that you would do these thinks if you thought you could get away with it!

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Southern Life...

Here in the South, there are quite a few constants. SEC fans bleed the colors of their teams. My blood is Maroon and White, if you must know. Food is best when all the fat, calories and starches are included. Football, high school, college and pro, trumps all. 'Bubba' is the name of at least fifty percent of men. Trailer parks are magnets for tornadoes. Red dirt stains everything it touches. Magnolia trees and blossoms grow best in high temperatures and humidity. And kudzu is just waiting for us to stop fighting it.
When I was in first grade, my mother told me that the field of kudzu next door was 'where the snakes lived'. She thought that would keep me out of it. As I am still here that means that it worked. I'm still not sure if that is true, but I'm not willing to take the chance. Driving home this evening I thought it would be a 'hoot' (a favorite phrase of my favorite NC mountain girl) if I started a blog on kudzu and the peculiarities and delights of Southern life. Is this an original idea? I'm not sure, but I thought I'd take the chance.
Hope you enjoy. If you do, please comment. If you don't, please don't comment. If you have ideas for posts, write them in the comments.