I Wish You May, I Wish You Might
Never stop wishing on stars,
Always believe in magic,
and never stop being in awe of the everyday beauty of the world we live in
I'm a deep-fried Southern belle, married to a cowboy boot wearin', Harley ridin’ Texan Prince Charming. I am the always proud and frequently exhausted mom to two 8th generation Texans My childhood was spent at my Granny's side learning to cook with cast iron, butter and that special southern ingredient -- love Today, I share my passion for food, family and photography with thousands of monthly readers on my blog, A Southern Fairytale. I love cute boots, my Canon camera, belly laughs with friends, the beach, my family and ellipses..."
My Daddy Playing His Banjo While He Was Here For Monkey’s Birthday Banjo Music, BlueGrass Music it resonates from my Daddy’s very being The music is joyful, lively, powerful, passionate and full of pain, laughter, struggles and emotion It is the music of my father The joy that I see in his face as he…
39 years ago. January 27, 1976. God started your story, which has become our story. You chose me, and even thought I fought it at first – our love story was, is, my destiny. From late nights on the phone, swimming, Joe’s Crab Shack, long distances, and pagers… Our love story is my favorite….
My little Mer-Man. He is loving the saltwater pools and the sun. He’s discovered that there are places where you can get unlimited cinnamon buns and waffles (insanely good waffles) with hot syrup and bacon and chicken strips and hot dogs. Where drinks can be served in coconuts and whale tails and you can build-a-stuffed-best-friend…
Princess: “Hey Dad, my birthday is November 18th!” Nate: “Princess, that’s like 10 months away, Mine is in 24 days” Princess: “REALLY! What do you want?” Nate: “A Kayak” Without missing a beat Princess: “Oh Daddy, you can’t have one of those until you’re 34” He’s going to be 33. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* New Year’s Eve Me:…
Doritos and Pickles, The breakfast of Monkeys and pregnant women everywhere Seriously, y’all… Doritos and Pickle Slices. That’s what Monkey had at 7:30 AM for breakfast.I know, I know.. just report me to the nutrition police and get it over with 🙂 More Wordless Wednesdays can be found here or here No congratulations here… but…
You’ll never know what happens in the hours after I’ve fussed at you, after you’ve cried and I’ve come and explained myself and we’ve come to terms. You’ll never know that after we’ve kissed and hugged and said our ‘I love you’s’ and I’ve reassured you, yet again, that while I will always love you, there will…