Really?  Do I have to?  Oh, come on God!  This commandment is so hard.  Surely, you don’t mean it, do You?  “Love my neighbor!”  Well, if you could see my neighbor, maybe You would understand. You see, this now 47-year-old-grey-haired-Hott-mama-of-four (yes, I had a birthday), feels a little like we are living next to the Hatfields and the McCoy’s.  This IS West Virginia, by the way. But, the last time I looked, this is also the year 2012!  Isn’t it?!  So, why is it that we happen to border property with some of the most unusual folks around?  For someone such as myself that just loves to play the host, cook for crowds, and entertain on a regular basis, it seems that no matter how I attempt to express “love” to those on the neighboring 95 acres here next to us on Hott Mountain, I am met with comments like; “STAY OFF MY LAND!”  and “I HAVE TO PROTECT MY PROPERTY!” From me?  I just thought it would be fun to have a cup of coffee with you after you walked a half mile through the … [Read more...]