Alabama Pines.

As we wait for the rain, winds and wake of Isaac to pass here are some tunes to dance to in the rain. I love those Alabama Pines and Jaosn Isbell. I will be seeing him at the Vulcan after tunes. It will be my first time there, but I've settled on embracing the city I live in and nothing sounds better than music outside on a Sunday :) Maybe I will see y'all there.

Porch song.

It seems that every time I think about my tiny porch it makes me want to cringe. I want it to be beauty-FULL and instead it is full of spiders. I want greener, I want lights and I want plush pillows for my dog and me to lounge on.....I want this:

Bouncing around the room....

If I could I would, but I don't know how.....I don't know how but I had the nerve to brave the Phish show at Oak Mountain and while I enjoyed it the entire experience it mmight be my very first last time. I was fortunate enough to spend time with onld friends and new but over all the entire experience was a tad exhausting and the minute the concert wrapped I was readt to crawl into my cozy bed. Dare I admit that I be too old for shows....never....just too old for Phish and a million hippies bouncing around the room and shoving me around. If it was a smaller venue like the Ryman, sure thing....but not Oak Mountain. Don't think I'm complaining because we had a pretty sweet setup to the show, a chartered bus including AC and a bathroom on our own lot, lunch with friends before and close seats. Perhaps it was a full day of excitement and 2 shows already that week that caused me to turn into a pumpkin at 11pm. Needless to say I believe in music and am glad I went it was an experience like no other...not even Panic.

Curiosity Rover

I adore Target shops, and plan on making a pit stop to the bull's eye when The Curiosity Shoppe lands in my local stomping grounds. Heck, I might even order one of these nifty signs for my desk to remind me to keep calm and carry on.

Sometimes I like to pretend I'm tougher than I am and tiny arm candy does just that.

Home is wherever I'm with you.

I'm back, unofficially, seems like I go from losing myself to finding myself all over again. I lost myself when I moved, I dated, I broke up and have been treading water just to stay afloat in this crazy thing we call life. It was then that I came to the realization you have to love the one you're with, and by one I mean the city, situation, or person. You have to play the cards you are dealt and make your sweet home wherever.