October 16, 2010
Y’all know my surfer is a California boy. Stuck in the south. For 23 years. Married to lil’ ole me, about half of that time. Lil’ ole me who tries ever so diligently to bring him over to the dark side. Southernized dark side that is. Grits, seafood chowder, country ham, country music. *COUNTRY MUSIC* […]
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August 29, 2010
I had a dream sometime in the wee hours of the morning. One of those vivid, all five sense’s engaged, dreams. I dreamed that I woke up and my darlin’ surfer was not beside me. As I sat up and slowly stretched, I could hear faint sounds coming from the living room. There in our […]
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