I woke up early this morning after getting in from Alabama at dark thirty and clutched the cup of coffee that someone was waving under my nose….
….and thought of all of you.
I feel like I’ve lived a lifetime in the last three days.
Kind of like a contestant on The Amazing Race where they visit four countries and have to ride in a wheelbarrow while stacking peppers and learn a dance and repeat it three times wearing clogs and construct an entire rowboat and then sail it across the river and eat a plate full of delicacies in under four minutes.
Just like that.
Except I ate alligator.
And it tasted just like chicken.
I toured Lucy’s house (and I have pictures). I worked on a show house and helped build a kitchen island and make chalkboards out of transoms and planned out the design of three rooms. I had dinner with Ashley and I of course I have stories.
And I can’t wait to share it all with you next week.
But for today my coffee and I are going to rest and watch a Fixer Upper Marathon and share with you one of my favorite stories I’ve ever written.
I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.Continue reading