I'm an SVU junkie.

I just can't get enough.

Bragging on myself!

Many thanks to my sister Lauchlin for taking the video of me being recognized at the 2011 Liberal Arts Graduation at the University of Mississippi.

If you would like to read the press release from the University, click here: KFieldsRocks!

World Traveling

Anne Elizabeth is gone to Australia. Here, she illustrates how much her cousins, Katherine and Lauchlin, love her and will miss her while she is gone.

Thankfully, we can keep up with her through her blog: www.anneinaussieland.blogspot.com

Where I Begin

Well, I began on props for the movie, in which I am involved, Where I Begin. These are some bad-ass t-shirts. They are for Jacob, the lead in the movie. They are so fantastic and cool. Just like you. You know you want one. But, you can't have one because you aren't in the movie. Sorry so sad. Maybe, if you like it a whole lot, after post production, we will make more and sell one to you.

Diamonds are a girl's best friend...

This is love. It has to be. It's the ONLY explanation.

For those that haven't given up on me and my blog, you will be pleased to know about my life altering weekend plans:

Camping in Arkansas and digging for diamonds.

How does one pack for that? I haven't been "camping" since the summer debacle of the 5th grade Katherine at the infamous Mississippi Girl Scout Camp, Camp Wahi. I'm still scarred by being chased and bitten repeatedly by horse flies, stepping on a snake on the way back from showering at the latrine and in my frantic motions, dropping my only bar of soap I had for the week. Not to mention the nightmares that still haunt me when I smell something akin to the dead possum rotting under the wooden boards that supported my tent, or think about the clean-up detail punishment of the counselors cabin (riddled with cigarrette butts, trash, and piles of laundry) I was given along with my tentmates because our neighboring tent of total middle school bitches scared the be-jeesus out of us one night by smacking the canvas of our tent and causing us to scream...I hate that week of my life. My mother has the post cards to prove it.

I'm nervous. I've never slept in a tent that was on the ground.




So far, I've packed a first aid kit. I need to get moving on preparing better. Yeah, I was one Hell of a Girl Scout...and I'm proving that now.


If, you read this before I leave, please text me the answer to this question: How does one get morning coffee at a state park? Do I let the park rangers know what time I need my wake-up call?

The true story of Maxwell and Debbie.

At Po-Co Book Club (that's the Post Colonial Book Club) back at the end of June, Debbie (local bad-ass and one of my favorite women of ALL time!) asked me what brand of coffee I brewed for the meeting. She liked it and wanted to try it on her husband Paul (who is also a total bad ass). I told her the truth, it was Maxwell House. Shocker, I know, right? It's good, really good, and the stay fresh lid may have something to do with it, not sure, but probably. The handle is nice, too. I wonder if I should keep the containers, fill them with sand and make myself some new work out dumbbells? hmmmm.
Regardless, I found a new go-to coffee. There are some silver linings in the dark clouds of temporary poverty.
Try some next time you run out of your typical java bean.

Fun trivia:
Maxwell House was originally brewed by Kraft Foods for the Maxwell House Hotel inNashville, Tennessee.
http://www.kraftbrands.com/maxwellhousecoffee/Pages/default.aspx

I'm looking forward to this summer after all!

Wow!