Two Weeks Left in Kentucky: Send Help (and Snacks)
Okay, y’all. Deep breath. We have TWO WEEKS left in Kentucky before we trade bourbon and bluegrass for sunshine and sand. Two. Weeks. That’s 14 days, 336 hours, or approximately…
Okay, y’all. Deep breath. We have TWO WEEKS left in Kentucky before we trade bourbon and bluegrass for sunshine and sand. Two. Weeks. That’s 14 days, 336 hours, or approximately…
…and I’m still not okay, but I pretend real good. It’s been three whole months since my Nannie left this earth, and I still catch myself reaching for the phone…
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