Posts tagged "laughter"

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.

Posted in humor, Uncategorized by Jane Jenkins Herlong.
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And The Winner Is…

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I was new to the world of pageantry. Interview always grabbed my interest until my pageant coach (yes, they exist, especially in the South) asked me the unthinkable. “Jane,” he said. “Who should win this pageant?” My brain and mouth froze. Seeing the look on my face, my coach challenged me and asked, “Why are you here? Do you want to be the winner or not?”

I made the decision to be a winner…at life.

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Bury Me With My Pearls: If Only the Old Kitchen Table Could Talk

I’m ecstatic that my book, Bury Me With My Pearls is now available in AUDIO! Best of all, I wanted to share with ya’ll that I personally read every word because you just can’t fake a Southern accent! If you want to know what you’re in store for when you listen to my full book (hint: a lot of laughter and a few tears) you can view the excerpt below which was ripped straight from the pages of Bury Me With My Pearls.

“The more this table ages, the better it looks,” said the salesperson when Thomas and I bought our kitchen table. Years later that statement would have more meaning than the aging of the wood.

I dusted the kitchen table and saw the words, “Daniel C. Herlong” imprinted in the grain of the wood. I remember that was the time when Thomas father’s, Daddy Big John, was teaching Holmes and Caroline how to write cursive. The lesson was obviously repeated several times. Now we have an indelible memory of my father-in-law’s signature to cherish.

Posted in book release, Bury Me With My Pearls, Southern Humor by Jane Jenkins Herlong.
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Bury Me With My Pearls: Now on Audio!

miss-south-carolinaYa’ll want to hear something exciting? My book, Bury Me With My Pearls, is now available in AUDIO! I personally read every word because you simply can’t fake a Southern accent! I wanted to share my Southern stories my way with a little Gullah influence plus a few stories with a hint of a “Nathern” accent. Just what are you in store for when you listen to Bury Me With My Pearls? Read an excerpt from the book below!

“Several years ago, I was asked to judge the Miss Mississippi Pageant. During my stay in the great beauty queen state of Mississippi, was the anniversary of the day I won the title of Miss South Carolina.

Too boot, Miss Mississippi whooped me at the Miss America Pageant.

Posted in Bury Me With My Pearls, Gullah, Miss America, Miss South Carolina, storytelling by Jane Jenkins Herlong.
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The ‘What To Say’ Struggle

I was riding high after being crowned Miss South Carolina on Saturday night. Now it was time to prepare for the Miss America Pageant.

Sitting in the pageant shop my mind was spinning with thoughts of a myriad of things to check off my list before walking on the stage in Atlantic City. I sat down by an older woman as I waited to meet with the gown designer. “My grand baby is getting a new dress,” said the proud grandmother. “Oh, that is nice.” I replied. “Yes-sire-re, she is gonna be in another beauty pageant. She is the Cucumber Queen and will compete for the title of Miss Fresh Fruit and Vegetable.” (Believe it or not, this is a pageant in the state of South Carolina.) “How nice,” I said. “Yes, it is all we think about! We are so excited,” exclaimed the grandmother.

Posted in Miss South Carolina, perspective, Southern Humor, Southern Humor by Jane Jenkins Herlong.
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Stupid Things That Busy People Do

“Is this Mrs. Herlong?’ Asked the stranger. “Yes, this is customer service for Neiman Marcus. One of our customer care associates received your return and when they opened the box, it was not the Joan Vass Poppy dress…it was a cell phone.” Busy people…

I only wished I could have been present when the Verizon Wireless people opened a similar box containing the Joan Vass dress….surprise! I am glad the female comedian in me is alive and well.

Posted in attitude, Southern Humor by Jane Jenkins Herlong.
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Laughter Can Save Your Life- Just Ask Carol Burnett

For a good laugh, click here or on the picture below to hear Jane’s funny, true story about a “Hokey-Pokey” moment.

My mother always said, “Find something to laugh about with that problem. It will help you get through tough times.”

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Checking out at Bi-Lo or as I call it, the Johnston Mall, I saw an article that caught my eye in Closer magazine. Writer Louise Barile wrote an article entitled “Laughter Saved My Life.” The theme of the article was how Carol Burnett’s comedic gifts helped her survive many heartbreaking family tragedies.

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Your Mother is Always With You

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Since Mother’s Day is upon us, I wrote this short poem to honor mothers everywhere, and in particular my mother. I miss her every day – her love for me, her laughter and her sense of humor.

Your mother is always with you…she’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she is the smell of beach in your fresh laundered socks;

she’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not well. Your mother lives inside your laughter and she’s crystallized in every tear drop.

She’s the place you come from, your first home and she’s the map you follow with every step you take. She’s your first love and your first heartbreak.

And nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space…not death.

Share this poem with special friends who need encouragement today.

Posted in encouragement, inspiration by Jane Jenkins Herlong.
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Mother’s Day Tribute of Encouragement and Humor

Mother’s Day is rapidly approaching and one thing I miss about my mother was her gift of encouragement. After my mother died I have said many times that a mother is the last person who will defend you regardless of the circumstances. I have jokingly said if I called her and told her that I had murdered someone her response would be, “Well, Honey I am sure you had a good reason. Would you like to go to lunch?” My mother was very funny, too. Enjoy this Mother’s Day Tribute story about my mother’s sense of humor and her encouragement from my book,“Bury Me with My Pearls.”

I was the queen and rode on the hood…

Mother’s Day is rapidly approaching and one thing I miss about my mother was her gift of encouragement. After my mother died I have said many times that a mother is the last person who will defend you regardless of your circumstances. I have jokingly said if I called her and told her that I had murdered someone her response would be, “Well, Honey, I am sure you had a good reason. Would you like to go to lunch?” My mother was very funny, too. Enjoy this Mother’s Day Tribute story about my mother’s sense of humor and her encouragement from my book,“Bury Me with My Pearls.”

Posted in encouragement, humor by Jane Jenkins Herlong.
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Life’s not Fair…Think About the Ta-tas

If I had a dollar for every time I said this to my children, I would be "sittin' pretty." You, too? How do you explain to a crying young child that this is what to expect FOREVER. Things will happen that just are not good or fair or right. Call is what you will. I say LIFE 101. This is the second lesson I mention in my book, "What Ta-Tas Teach Us," that life is not fair.If I had a dollar for every time I said, “life’s not fair,” to my children, I would be “sittin’ pretty.”  You, too?  How do you explain to a crying young child that this is what to expect FOREVER.  Things will happen that just are not good or fair or right.   This is the second lesson I mention in my book, “What Ta-Tas Teach Us,” that life’s not fair.

I would sit behind girls in class and envy their wide bra straps and count how many hooks they had.  I thought about the one pitiful, little hook I used to fasten my brassiere. The quicker you learn it the better off you are; life’s not fair.  Call it what you will; LIFE 101 is one of my favorite expressions.

Life is Not Fair

Life is not fair because people are imperfect and our world is flawed. “What Ta-Tas Teach Us.” Here is a bit of humor to illustrate how to handle life’s unfair circumstances.

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