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How to Drive Your Own Limo

Flip-Flops happen; some are large events and other episodes are flat-out annoying.  In honor of my new book, Rhinestones on My Flip-Flops, that will be released September 2017, I thought I would share a unique flip-flop event that involves a limo with a very nervous driver…enjoy!


Have you ever had a moment when you made a decision to be in the “driver’s seat?”

I am speaking figuratively, of course, but several years ago, I was literally put into this position.

I was speaking in Flint, Michigan and was told that a car service would be picking me up.  I stood on the curb for over an hour and realized that something was wrong.  I was scheduled to speak only hours after landing so needless to say, I was getting concerned.  I called the client, who owned the car service, and he said the driver was on the way.  I could tell he was concerned as well, so I reassured him not to worry.  “I will be there,” I said.  “Whatever it takes.”  Those words would turn out to be very profound.

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Mother’s Day Gift of Pearls

Mother's DayThis is a great gift for Mother’s Day.  My book, “Bury Me With My Pearls,” is in memory of my mother and on sale on Amazon for $7.95! This is a saving of $5.00!

Take advantage of this great buy for Mother’s Day or for those special women in your life!  Just click HERE to receive a copy of my book that is a best-seller and the winner of two awards.

Enjoy the life-lessons and laugh out loud!!!

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Time Management-How to Wisely Use Your Time

time clockThanks to Penny Hunt, speaker and author for this fabulous blog!

Is it better to arrive late – or ugly?  Arriving late is just another way of saying, “My schedule is more important that yours.” Arriving ugly is like wearing a sign that says, “You’re not worth the effort.” It is a terrible choice to have to make but one I annually seem to face shortly after Daylight Savings Time goes into effect. So many of us need help with time management.

Personally, I think whoever came up with the brilliant idea to begin messing with our time should be ceremoniously stripped of all modern time-telling devices, given a sun-dial, a pat on the back and wished “good luck” making it to the first appointment of their day.

Another equally formidable time bandit is the rapid approach of April 15th and the IRS’s pressure to make sense of the receipts I have been stuffing in a basket all year. Who has time for that?

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National Wild Turkey Federation; Passion for our Environment

NWTF picI had the privilege of singing the National Anthem for the Thirty-Ninth Annual National Wild Turkey Federation this week in Nashville at the Opryland Hotel. This organization is located in Edgefield County and has changed the complexion of our county. The theme, Save the Habitat-Save the Hunt, was front and center for the entire convention. Conservation and protection of our environment is extremely important to these passionate men and women.

I travel around and speak for lots of conventions but this particular crowd had a different feel to it. Forty-five thousand attended this three-day event; these folks are true-blue Americans who love this country, love our Veterans and represent all that is good about America.

The word that came to me as Thomas and I mingled in the crowd was “thankful.” Ironically, the turkey is celebrated at Thanksgiving but you may be surprised to know the turkey was suggested as our national symbol. Basically, the turkey almost beat out the eagle. Benjamin Franklin made the argument that the turkey is a very intelligent animal. Turkey hunters know this fact well.

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How to Enhance Your Writing Career

Tucked away in the “desire of my heart” was writing. This desire could have come to screeching halt when my English college professor handed me the bright red “F” on my first English writing assignment. As a professional speaker, back of the room sales and product development is always important, so I gave my first book a go. Surprisingly, people liked my little book entitled, “Bare Beet to High Heels; You Don’t have to be a Beauty Queen to be a Beautiful Person.” As a humorist speaker who presents inspirational presentations, I decided to take the plunge attend a conference and learn how to start a writing career.Tucked away in the “desire of my heart” was writing.  This desire could have come to screeching halt when my English college professor handed me the bright red “F” on my first English writing assignment.  As a professional speaker, back of the room sales and product development is always important, so I gave my first book a go. Surprisingly, people liked my little book entitled, “Bare Feet to High Heels; You Don’t have to be a Beauty Queen to be a Beautiful Person.” As a humorist speaker who presents inspirational presentations, I decided to take the plunge, attend a conference and learn how to enhance your writing career. Last week, Alton Gansky, the Director of the Blue Ridge Writer’s Christian Writers Conference, asked me to share my journey combining my talents as a funny keynote speaker and writer. Thanks to a great team;  Eddie Jones of Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas, Tim Burns and Meaghan Burnett, my latest book, “Bury Me with My Pearls” has been in the top ten in twenty Amazon categories.  I hope this Youtube interview will help both writers and professional speakers in their pursuit of combining their talents. How to Enchance Your Writing Career

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Where is the Caboose? Is There an End to my Problem?

As a child, I remember the fun of counting train cars and looking for the end of the train. Finally, I could see the little red caboose in the distance and I knew the wait was almost over.  As I grew older, the sight of the smaller red car was a welcomed relief. I was tired of waiting for the train to pass. Life hands us trials and  many times we wonder, where is the caboose?  Is there an end to my problem?

As a child, I remember the fun of counting  cars and looking for the end of the train. Finally, I could see the little red caboose in the distance and I knew the wait was almost over.  As I grew older, the sight of the smaller red car was a welcomed relief. I was tired of waiting for the train to pass. Life hands us trials and  many times we wonder, where is the caboose?  Is there an end to my problem?  If you have noticed lately, there are few cabooses left in existence.

 Have you ever waited for your caboose or the end of a trial or problem to appear?  The end just seems to be nowhere in sight. You just want “it” to stop.  You pray that things will be over fast so you can get your life back on track.

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Can you Find the Funny in Dysfunction?

Dysfunction is not funny but we can find the fun in it. How do you process the junk in your life? There are so many issues that we call dysfunction; from family (that’s the big winner) to every day events that trigger unhealthy emotions. The question is still; can you find the funny in dysfunction?Dysfunction is not funny but we can find the fun in it. How do you process the junk in your life? There are so many issues that we call dysfunction; from family (that’s the big winner) to every day events that trigger unhealthy emotions. The question is still; can you find the funny in dysfunction?

I will admit that I have been on a high since November 12. My book, “Bury Me with My Pearls” has been in the top 20 in ten categories on Amazon (Women’s Issues, Comedy, Religion, etc.) I like to joke and say the book has been number 1, 2, 8, 12, and I got a “0” in writing in college. I was reminded of the lesson of “don’t get too big for your britches” the other day in the grocery store.

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Parenting; The 24-Hour Job That Never Ends

  On July the 7th, 1988, my mother said, “Tomorrow you will become a mother;  from that day forward, your life is not your own.”  Boy, was she right!  Then twenty-two months later, another child was born…and then there were two.  I quickly learned some valuable info being a parent.  No doubt that parenting  is the 24-hour job that never ends. The following is a humorous story from my new book, “Bury Me with My Pearls.”

Oyster Shells and Oyster Roasts; a Southern TraditionOn July the 7th, 1988, my mother said, “Tomorrow you will become a mother;  from that day forward, your life is not your own.”  Boy, was she right!  Then twenty-two months later, another child was born…and then there were two.  I quickly learned some valuable info being a parent.  No doubt that parenting  is the 24-hour job that never ends. The following is a humorous story from my new book, “Bury Me with My Pearls.”

     The rule is that oyster roasts can only be celebrated during “R” months.  Professional oyster roast folks will be accessorized with a glove, knife and appetite.  It is not uncommon to see engraved knives and monogrammed gloves. We do love our oyster roasts.

One of the greatest challenges is to open the oyster shell.   They can be the most stubborn shell to pry open.  The shell is protecting the growing delicacy that is on the inside.

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Susan Connelly’s Purple Casket; Live Life to the Fullest

Susan Connelly is someone I refer to as my “pearl-friend.”  Since the release of my book, “Bury Me With My Pearls” I like to remember those jewels in my life who have added meaning to my strand of pearls called, life. Susan was one of those treasured women. She was "buried with her pearls," and Susan’s purple casket reminds me of to live life to the fullest.

Susan Connelly is someone I refer to as my “pearl-friend.”  Since the release of my book, “Bury Me With My Pearls” I like to remember those “jewels” who have added meaning to my strand of pearls called, life. Susan was one of those treasured women. She was “buried with her pearls,” and Susan Connelly’s purple casket reminds me to live life to the fullest.

Susan had more energy than any other person I had ever known and loved to entertain. Her invitations always read, “meet at the purple house.”  The chartreuse, wood-paneled station wagon parked against her purple house shouted Susan and Charlie Connelly’s love for fun. Your senses were on over-load with the color of the house followed by laughter and the smell of delicious Southern food. Susan’s flair for Southern hospitality and wonderful gatherings bring back some of my best memories.

Posted in Bury Me With My Pearls, living life, Uncategorized by Jane Jenkins Herlong.

Laughing Yourself to Death

I had heard of the dreaded occasions when people in your audience “fall-out.” It is one scary moment when you hear, “Stop! Is there a doctor? Call 911!” I was in the middle of a punch line when someone in my audience just fell over. I could not tell who it was. The good news is that it turned out to be a “low-sugar” issue but at the time no one knew.   Laughing yourself to death may be a good thing!I had heard of the dreaded occasions when people in your audience “fall-out.” It is one scary moment when you hear, “Stop! Is there a doctor? Call 911!” I was in the middle of a punch line when someone in my audience just fell over. I could not tell who it was. The good news is that it turned out to be a “low-sugar” issue but at the time no one knew.   Laughing yourself to death may be a good thing!

After several minutes, I decided to continue my presentation but what to say? I knew the right thing to do was to say, “Why don’t we pray?” I started the prayer with, “Oh, Lord bless this”…..I paused since I could not tell if it was a man or a woman. ….. “uh…..MAN as HE….” Then, from the bowels of the audience I heard, “That is Aunt Eula-Mae!” I just wanted that stage to open and swallow me whole. If that was not bad enough, I said it AGAIN. And again, I heard, “That is Aunt Eula-Mae!” By the grace of God, I managed to ease back into my speech with some light humor and pick up where I left off.

Posted in attitude, laughter, Uncategorized by Jane Jenkins Herlong.