Mama has a new mission. Gambling for the good of others. When she turned 80 a couple of years ago, I bought her two gifts, one of which fueled a delightful, philanthropic obsession.

I don’t want to be that girl. The one who eschews gluten because it’s a fad or the hip thing to do. Nor do I want to be the annoying woman in a

When I found myself wrestling heartbreak at nearly 60, I did what every other Southern, dignified, and classy woman would do. I took up stripping Burlesque dance. Not in public (as of yet) mind you,