“She’s Florida-Bound, Bless Her Heart!”
Well hey y’all, look who finally crawled out from under her wax melts and scooter rides! That’s right—me. I know, I know… I totally flaked and ghosted y’all like a…
Well hey y’all, look who finally crawled out from under her wax melts and scooter rides! That’s right—me. I know, I know… I totally flaked and ghosted y’all like a…
You know what they don’t tell you when you pack up your life and move to Florida? That finding good Mexican food might just become your full-time job. I’m not…
So imagine here I am, standing by the truck at 3 p.m., keys in hand, staring down the possibility of driving 15 hours to Florida like I’m about to flee…