Quincy’s Almost-Nine, and I’m Almost in Denial
Y’all. Quincy turns NINE on Monday. Nine! I genuinely don’t understand how that’s possible. I swear he was just sitting in a high chair eating puffs and making dinosaur noises…
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“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…
It’s Finally Friday!
Well y’all, it’s finally Friday—and I mean finally. Even though we didn’t make it home until early Monday morning, this week has felt about fourteen days long. Maybe it’s just…
Back Home, Finally (and Barely Functioning)
Well, we made it back home this morning — hallelujah and pass the coffee! The trip was actually great. We had the best time visiting everyone, running all over creation,…
Back in the Bluegrass
Well, here we are – 8 a.m. on a Thursday, and guess what? We’re back in Kentucky. The second we crossed that state line, it felt like home wrapped us…
Buckle Up, Besties… It’s Gonna Be a Week
Whew. Y’all, we’ve got ourselves a busy week ahead. Pack the bags, load the snacks, and say a prayer for my sanity—we’re heading back to Kentucky. This weekend is Jimmy’s…
Sunburns, Scream-Singing, and Convertible Chaos — A Miami Moment to Remember
Y’all. Let me tell you something — Carrley was in town for the week, and we were thriving. The vibes? Immaculate. The snacks? Stocked. The plans? Chaotic, unhinged, and exactly…
Enbrel, Escape Plans, and a Semi-Permanent Vacation
Well, folks, hold onto your pill organizers and heated blankets—Mama’s finally getting some medicine for her SnRA! Next Thursday, I’ll be saying hello to my very first prescription of Enbrel,…
On the Road Again… Shoulda Been a Trucker, Y’all
Cue Willie Nelson because your girl was back behind the wheel, probably born to live life with bug guts on the windshield and snacks in the center console. Listen—I’ve had…
