This time 20 years ago I was a blushing bride awaiting my grande debut. I was hours away from making the long-awaited traditional walk down the white center flowered pedaled aisle with my daddy. He would be passing the torch so to speak to the one and only Mr. Chicken Fry. The butterflies and the… Continue reading This is 20 years
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Getting out of town
Does anyone else feel like a crazed lunatic before leaving town? I was so much better at it in my mid twenties when less adulting and thought played into leaving the house for a week. Now it looks and feels a lot more like chaotic torture coupled with an endorphin rush that I have come… Continue reading Getting out of town