Hey y'all, the Vernmaster has flown the coop for a few days to enjoy some R&R at my sister's house in Kentucky. I'm confident I'll have much to say when I get back, like what I did when a chick fight broke out in the airline terminal, or what I said when the lady next to me on my flight relayed an experience she had with lockjaw, and certain theories regarding the Goo Goo Dolls and Bare Naked Ladies might also be explored. For now, I'm staring out of beautiful living room windows framed with thick, crown molding and a few doses of toile onto lush horse property. Many of the stereotypes are true, and not all of them are bad.
Not quite all of them.
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I don't think you personally know my sister b/c she would have remembered the beast driving around Provo during her BYU days (she just has good taste in finding worthwhile blogs :) She does a food blog b/c we don't have enough of them (Something Good)
as for the freaky pacifier...I'll ask my friend who gave it to me. Enjoy the peaceful land of Kentucky.
I hope you do well at your secret clogging competition.
(oops. did I spill the beans?)
I hear the banjo twangin' from here!
Ya'll have a great time! See you in a month. What will you say about Idaho??????
you mention kentucky and i have to comment. my old kentucky home. kiss those horses for me. i miss those green hills. go wildcats!
I think the toile would make me a little nauseated after a while.
Ya'll remember your barf bag from the plane?
I can't wait!
I spent two years of sedate living in Kentucky. Ft. Knox, that is, Army life is so serene, ehhh, not so much.
I'll give you five bucks if you wear one of those huge Derby hats on the trip home.
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