This is me. A blog about my daily life and slices-of-life. It's honest, it's funny, it's sad, it's witty, it's sarcastic, sometimes it's soapbox-ish, it sometimes rambles, sometimes it's artsy, sometimes it's dorky but, it is always honest and always me. (Which ever "me" decides to show up on that particular day.)
Simply put, it's just my daily world that I'm trying to sort out the only way I know how, through words.
We'll start in Chicago, then we'll make our way to St. Louis. Wind our way to Flagstaff, Arizona, oh, and don't forget Wynonna then we'll go on to Kingman, Barstow, San Bernardino....
Will money help? Checkbook open. BTW.. where do I meet you for vacation?
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ReplyDeleteTrapped: Route 66, I'm hoping to go in August. ...Go ahead. Sing the song...
ReplyDeleteBre: My thoughts exactly.
If you ever plan to motor west,
ReplyDeletetravel my way, take the highway that's the best.
Get your kicks on Route sixty-six.
All expense paid, baby! Can we stop in Vegas? I've always wanted to rent an Elvis costume and walk around!
That was part of the plan, yes.
ReplyDeleteWe'll start in Chicago, then we'll make our way to St. Louis. Wind our way to Flagstaff, Arizona, oh, and don't forget Wynonna then we'll go on to
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernardino....
Ha! Baby! If I was ?? years younger!!! You and be, babe!
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