Golden Hour


I can’t wait to hear all these songs. You can pre-order now on iTunes

You look out the window
While I look at you
Sayin’ I don’t know
Would be like saying that the sky ain’t blue
And boots weren’t made for sitting by the door
Since you don’t wanna stay anymore

You can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
Guess I’ll see you ’round again
I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
Yeah, we had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, there ain’t no sense in closing the gate
You can have your space, cowboy

After the gold rush, there ain’t no reason to stay
Shoulda learned from the movies that good guys don’t run away
But roads weren’t made to not go down
There ain’t room for both of us in this town

So you can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
I’ll see you around again
‘Cause I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
We had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, ain’t no sense in closing the gate
So you can have your space

Kitty’s Korner

Kitty’s been spending most of her time these days at her Palm Springs condo. She’s not one for the cold weather. I called and asked if I could come up for a visit, but that’s when the phone got disconnected. Bad signal, I guess. I haven’t brought it up again. I’m supposed to text her when the pool opens back up. I hope she gets back in time to lead our summer book club kickoff.

Belch heard ’round the world


This picture is from a couple holidays back at our family Christmas party. Right before the camera went off, my Uncle let out the loudest belch of all time, and luckily all reactions were captured. This picture always makes me laugh for several reasons:

  1. Thinking about the belch.
  2. Nobody looks good in this picture. The only person that came out well is my sister, Julie, because she got blocked. Lucky. I look like I’m in month nine of pregnancy with twins, like maybe I had to pause labor to stand up and take this pic real quick. Unfortunately, it’s a combination of stuffing myself with food beyond physical limits and wearing an unfortunate top. False alarm. If you’re not wearing loose sweats or maybe just a large sheet draped over your body to these Christmas parties, then you’re doing it wrong. Some years I eat so much food, the only way I think I can continue visiting with family members is to lie on the ground and roll room to room.                             sweat
  3. And most of all, thinking about how our family almost fell apart after my cousin posted this picture on her Facebook. Half of the family doesn’t even have Facebook, but somehow it was still offensive. The Rants, the Denials, the Disownment: Facebook the Story. And here I am posting it several years later to another internet outlet. Don’t worry fam, it’ll be seen by 20 people tops, LOL!

Perfect getaway, or spider island?


I got a calendar this year that is about all great things in the south. One day was dedicated to Cumberland Island in Georgia, and so I looked it up and read about staying at the Greyfield Inn on the island. It really sounds like the perfect getaway. The Inn was built by the Carnegie’s in 1900. It’s been updated, but it’s historic and still has that step-back-in-time feel. The price you pay to stay there includes the ferry ride to the island (the only way to get there! already amazing), your room, all your meals, and access to all the activities including hiking, tours, bike rides, fishing, the beach, and kayaking. There is no wifi and limited cell service on the island, and no other shops. It’s just you, the inn, and nature, and the wild horses that roam around. All you need is a bad storm and a couple of murders, and you’re in a 1940’s mystery movie.


The problem came when I was googling reviews, and came across an alarming one about camping on the island. Now this review had NOTHING to do with staying at the inn, BUT it was about the same island. It was a couple reviewing their camping trip, which basically consisted of fleeing from spiders. Now I know I have an extreme phobia of spiders that has reached irrational levels, but their review sounded like my actual nightmares. Basically, they saw one huge spider in a web and took a picture and really thought it was something. Then they saw another one, and another one, and groups of them together. And then they realized their camp site was covered in them, and they were afraid to walk anywhere without running into one of their webs. It’s like the ending of Arachnophobia when the guy finally realizes the spiders are coming from his house and they just start popping out everywhere and dropping from the ceilings and there is no where to turn without getting a spider on you. I should have never watched that movie, and I definitely don’t need to go live it. OH! And when they asked someone about the spiders, they said, “Oh, you don’t need to worry about those, but watch out for the brown recluse!” WHAT?!!! This could be my destiny:

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I need to know what the status of spiders is on this island, and if they are a problem around this inn. Are they seasonal? Like if I went in colder temperatures, would they be gone? Are they only heavy in certain areas? I haven’t seen anyone else say anything about spiders, but I do see a lot of people say things about bugs. Do they mean actual bugs, or are they including spiders in that grouping? I need answers! I wouldn’t want to miss out on a great experience because of spider paranoia, but also don’t want to get trapped in a nightmare.

I’ve always been terrified to go to Australia, because it’s an island with ginormous spiders. And people are like, oh you don’t see them all the time. Let me be clear, once is one time too many when it comes to a huntsman. It’s called a HUNTSMAN!! What in the world! I used to think, “Oh, if you’re in a hotel or like a touristy area they’re not going to be around.” And then I listened to Chris D’elia’s podcast about being in Australia, and having a spider on his towel in the hotel. Nope.

So, I’m still undecided about potentially trying to visit the Greyfield one day. It’s not like I would be going sometime soon, but is it worth looking into more? It just sounds so neat! and I was so excited about it, and then horrified.