The beauty and total weird-ness of “engaged”

So for those of you that are late to the party… I’m engaged. Yes, I know. Start praying to your God because the apocalypse is near.  Ha. But really. Thirty-one days ago, I said “Yes” to a guy who kneeled down beside our bed with a big diamond ring.  While I sat there, makeup-less and sporting bulldog pajama pants, completely stunned.  It was without a … Continue reading The beauty and total weird-ness of “engaged”

What is mine…

Yards.  Lawns. People take such pride in them, right?  Mowing, watering, landscaping, gardening.  Personally, I never got into it.  However, I do remember how I enjoyed using my push lawn mower in my first rental house. **See photo below for proof** I was about 21 years old, renting a one bedroom, 500 square foot house on a dead end street in East Nashville.  Mowing my lawn was my way of … Continue reading What is mine…

“I talked myself out of it.”

It’s 2AM and I can’t sleep. There is nothing particularly wrong.  Sometimes the brain just wants to create…and in my case, that means I’m writing. It’s been over a month since my last blog.  I’ve thought about sitting down and writing every single day since then.  I’d take my laptop in the car with me wherever I’d go…including a couple trips to Nashville in December and … Continue reading “I talked myself out of it.”

The ultimate “swipe right”

Around this time last year, I was asked out on date by a dude on Tinder, who’s caption read, “It’s getting cold outside.  Looking for a girlfriend for the winter.”  True story. A girl with my dating track record really had nothing to lose. I had JUST relocated to Michigan for a few months to work on a music project.  I had no social life … Continue reading The ultimate “swipe right”

What a difference a year can make.

What a difference a year can make. Or 89 years, at that. Yesterday we celebrated my Granny’s 89th birthday.  I want us all to take a moment here… EIGHTY-NINE YEARS OLD!  Taylor Swift was born in 1989.  My grandmother was born in 1927.  Like, whaaaaaa?! This woman still lives alone in the house that she bought with my Grandpa over 50 year ago. She leased … Continue reading What a difference a year can make.

the bright side of 2am leftovers on a pull-out couch.

It is legit 2am. I have a lot to say, but I’m not gonna lie… I’m tired…slightly buzzed…and extremely full on the Thai leftovers I had from yesterday’s lunch. I’ll say this though… Today was a good day.  A really, really good day. I got to sing background vocals alongside 2 complete, MONSTER vocalists, whom I admire to the utmost degree…Vickie Carrico and Scat Springs.  … Continue reading the bright side of 2am leftovers on a pull-out couch.

Babies and boob rash.

I should be sleeping. Or reviewing the songs that I’m supposed to sing in the morning. But instead of listening to those audio files, succumbing to the Benadryl I popped an hour ago, and resting my body after a 500 mile drive today… I felt like blogging.  Briefly. In case you missed it… I became “Auntie Ray Ray” to a beautiful and perfect 8 lb … Continue reading Babies and boob rash.

Blogs, bandwagons, and Beyonce

First and foremost, let me preface my first blog entry with the fact that I’m more than aware that a majority of you don’t really give a shit about blogs. I mean, I don’t blame you, I don’t particularly care for many either. They are all about Paleo and pinning  (seriously, still have no idea what Pinterest is supposed to be).  Or they discuss fashionable accessories for the … Continue reading Blogs, bandwagons, and Beyonce