I Don't Eat Hummus . . . It's Communist

My mother rocks. She is hysterical mainly because she is known for her southern bell accent, her precious hospitality and her remarkable gift of being able to get some of the most common phrases and quotes completely wrong. She takes it all with a grain of salt and an enchanting smile as we laugh until we cry reminiscing over her every incorrect statement. God love her.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Need Your Thoughts

I am in a field with no roads, paths, walk ways, nothing. No guidance what-so-ever. Where do I go? What do I do?
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