In Loving Memory

On behalf of Lisa's family and friends, thank you so very much for all the emails, calls and comments after her sudden passing.  Your words and kindness have been such a comfort, and the memories and tribute posts created in her honor have been so touching to read.  I've added a link below; if you could please link your post, so that the everyone, especially John, can click through and read them, I know it would be appreciated.   I've been asked to share her obituary below, which includes contribution information to a local charitable animal rescue fund, which Lisa and John founded years ago.

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Lisa Gaye, 40, passed away on Sunday, August 8, 2010.  She was a resident of Ocean Springs, MS.

Lisa was accomplished at many things in her life, and loved very much by many.  She had so many talents, passions, and special abilities that affected all that knew her.  Most recently Lisa found a knack for writing, and had a blog that had many followers from all over the world.

She also was passionate about animal adoption and saving animals from the Gulf Coast Oil spill.

 Lisa had many jobs throughout her life, but her talents with leadership, organization, and compassion for others is what ultimately made her successful in any endeavor she pursued.

Lisa was special to so many people and was a very influential and loving person. She loved John, her “Captain”, very much and they shared many wonderful years together. Her memory will live on in our hearts forever.

Lisa's family and friends celebrated her life in a private gathering at her request.  In lieu of flowers, please donate any contributions to the “Alvin Flowers Fund” via the Ocean Springs Police Department.

Ocean Springs Police Department

c/o Animal Control Division

Attn:  Alvin Flowers Fund

503 Dewey Avenue

Ocean Springs, MS 39564

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"Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them."

- Louisa May Alcott

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Family and friends gathered at the couple's home Wednesday evening for a Memorial service to honor and celebrate Lisa.  John made sure that everything was absolutely perfect, even a crystal chandelier in the backyard tent, fit for a queen.  There were some tears, but as Lisa would want it, there were plenty of smiles and hugs in memory of her joyous spirit. 

I personally met Alvin Flowers at Lisa's Memorial, the man for whom Lisa and John created the animal rescue foundation mentioned above years ago.  Alvin's selfless work in coordinating rescue efforts, particularly for dogs in the greater Gulf Coast region, has resulted in less than 1% of the animals rescued by the Police Department to be sent to animal shelters.  

As you may or may not be aware, John and Lisa lived with their "20 Paws of Love," five rescue dogs that melted their hearts daily, and this cause is one that they both passionately supported.

Captain John is staying very strong, and has promised to keep in touch.  He would like to personally thank each of your thoughtfulness, friendship and support of Lisa and her blog.

It is so obvious the number of people whose lives Lisa has touched.  I know I am not alone when I say that I am humbled, honored and above all extremely fortunate to have been known such a wonderful lady and amazing friend. 

We will continue to celebrate our angel in heaven, and will forever keep her memory alive in our hearts.

Love, kindness and peaceful wishes,

Trish

Obituary written by Lisa's nieces Sara, Teresa and Amber. 

(Images via)

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An Update On Our Lives~We Love You All

Hi Everybody, I missed you guys. I am really busy right now, and I know I haven't been here like I should, but I'm really trying. Let me explain: As of this past Monday morning at 6am, our boat and Our Captain were hired by BP. Through the Vessels of Opportunity Program, a way they are compensating the Captains for lack of fishing, and it took them awhile, to finally get it that no one will fight this battle harder than our local Captains. Out of towners have been sent back to wherever they came from, and Our Captain, and all his buddies, are fighting it tooth and nail.
Assignment name? Are you ready? Are you sure your ready?
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TURTLEBOAT! You got tears in those eyes yet?

That's right BP hired our Captain for animal rescue.
There's a reason we haven't told you yet though....nothing yet, just recoveries ( you understand the difference right, I'm sorry, ya'll but we tell the truth here remember). He's really trying, he wanted me to wait to tell you until we have saved at least one, but I can't hold it in anymore.
Our small vessel is camouflage think (Marine Corps to the max), and the sea turtles, as I have mentioned many times, come right up to it. They think it's a bed of seaweed floating, that contains food. Our hopes are way up there that this will work.
Today is day 5, nothing yet, but you can bet your bottom dollar, there is not a soul on this earth that would try harder than he is.
Long hours, before dawn, till after dark. Here's how it will work. John sees a turtle, bird, dolphin, otter, anything, and he contains it, rounds it up, you follow me, and IMMS comes and gets it, rehabilitates it, and then moves it to a choice of lots of aquariums in the nation. Pulling them out, yep! Say a prayer for Strike force 3 and the Turtleboat tonight.
Swim, swim, swim, fly, fly, fly.....to Captain John, to Captain John...
They are a lot of rules to this: I have to make adequate food to have on board for a full day for the crew, shade, sunscreen, first aid, lots of id badges, light clothing in color and weight. This is a small boat, with no ac, and the heat index today on the water is 110+. They check this all too, for example if they catch sunburn men on the boat, or no Gatorade, water, sugar, food, we are done, and The Captain is responsible. It's a lot of work for me too. Sometimes from 5am till 1 or 2 in the morning, because I work, and I can't do my stuff until the guys are in. I can do this, if we can just save one or two, or maybe three, or if we could find that pod of 200 could you imagine? The grocery shopping and toting alone can be tough, I mean I only have so much refrigator, so I have to go about every other day or so.

Rewards are plentiful, though My Captain is spoiling me rotten.

They also went around, our Captains, who know what they are doing here in these waters, and fixed all the booms, but ain't no tar balls anymore, it's rolling in again. I can hear the helicopters right now, must be close. Did you see the waves in Pensacola? That area, and Gulf Shores/Orange Beach/Perdido has taken a hard hit. Jimmy, Kenny, and Zac (Buffett, Chesney and Brown) are holding a Relief benefit concert there next week. Will you please dial in for those folks, their lives are devastated.

I also want to take a moment to remember Captain Rookie Kruse. There was no depression, drugs, alcohol, financial problems (yet), regardless of what the article I am about to link you to says about demons. The only demon was that our Gulf is dead. No kidding, dead.
Captain Rookie, was the one of the best Captains, and Fisherman, to ever walk the docks of Orange Beach, AL. He will truly live on forever in the memories of every passenger of his boat. Captain John and I are heartbroken, and I just want you guys to understand how real it is to these men. Due South, Captain Rookie, Due South! If you don't know it click HERE to read the story.

You know there's one thing about luck, good or bad, when it rains it pours.

Thankfully, our rain is a run of good right now. Guess what ya'll?

They called 7:30am this morning, and they offered him a permanent Captain's position on the boat he worked on a couple of weeks ago. Our lives have changed in a moment, from despair to elation. I am so proud, they gave the crew aboard the boat the option of who would be the new Captain, and they picked ours. So, I will officially say it.. I support the Oil Field, because it supports me now. Naysayers, save it, don't even waste your time. What would you do? We have two weeks to get a Captain trained for the Turtleboat, and we already have a few in mind, men that haven't gotten work yet? Guaranteed he will be from our waters.

I love you all, and I will squeeze time in to visit you all really soon, I miss being a part of your everyday lives, every single one of you!

This is suppose to be a really positive post, but there's just one little thing sticking in the back of my mind that I am worried about.

Not now, please not now? Next year, we will deal with it, but this year, we are a little busy. Okay, Thanks!

We love you all,

Captain John and his Bumpkin On A Swing

An Update on Us & Some Nautical Summer Fashion

I'm doing fine, it's takes a bit of adjusting, but I'm getting there. I scooped a lot of poop yesterday morning. I'll never run the Captain off permanently, anyone to help with that task, is a keeper. 5 dogs, remember? Big ones too! Ewwww enough of that. Guess what else I did? I mowed the grass with the John Deere all by myself. I just couldn't go backwards, so I got myself in a pinch once. I was quite proud of myself, couldn't start the weed eater though, oh well, I'm still proud! I read online how to operate the John Deere, climbed up on it, and off I went. I went a little too fast once, but I learned my lesson about that quickly. It was hot, my goodness was it hot.

Your not going to believe what I did yesterday afternoon? I indulged in a little Toddler's in Tiaras marathon on the big screen. Shhhh don't tell he'll never know, but I like actually watching what I want for a change.

I need something to bake, that I can throw in a Ziploc, and send out to sea. Something that will last for a couple of days, a little token of what he's missing back home. Send me some links baker buddies, won't you?

I have just spoken to our Captain, he says actually as far as 60 miles out, there is hardly any oil out there. It's not nearly as bad as he expected, he went through a patch about 5 miles long, and 5 miles wide, and that's about it. He is currently located 10 miles south of Fort Morgan, in Alabama waters. He says it's hot as hell out there, and I should get to see him when he comes in for groceries on Wednesday, but only for a little while. I'll take what I can get. He is replacing a Captain hospitalized with a heart attack. Of course I wish no harm to him, and have sent my prayers up, but I am still crossing my fingers and wearing out my knees that this will be a permanent gig for our Captain. It would be life changing for us. He sends his love to all of you, I am printing out comments so he can read them all, when I see him for a bit on Wednesday. He's getting the big head about all the love and affection, but again, I'll take what I can get, big head or not.

Some of my girlfriends are planning a pool party for the weekend. Can't wait to get out and visit with them. I hate My John won't be home for Father's Day, but me and The Boys will save it for when he is home.
via Dustjacket Attic my favorite from last week
As far as the oil spill, if you are reading words like tar balls, and oil patties. Let me tell you exactly what I see. Every 10 or so waves, there are two or three waves of oil, so thick it rolls on the shore. (Now after talking with John, I must have been there at just the right time for a plume to wash in, I don't know though ya'll it was quite a bit of oil, and I am certain it was oil. ) There are people there immediately scooping and removing, and putting down new sand, I'll admit I was impressed with that portion, all on BPs bill, so again, please don't boycott them now. You aren't hurting the stockholders, you are hurting me, Captain John, and our friends, neighbors, and little gas station operators. Some of you got this when John said it recently, think about it, and someone from the boycotts explain to me, the person who is living this nightmare why this makes sense.
The helicopters woke me up at 5am on Saturday. Seems their turn around spot was right over my house. The dogs went ballistic when the house vibrated each time. I actually got a little annoyed with it. I have heard rumors of big sharks, 15ft or more close to shore, disorientated and hungry, they were speculating closing the beaches, but the Tourism Commission had a cow, and I haven't heard more about it, they have however put up warning signs all over the beaches in the area. I'm not getting in the water, the Captain gave me specific instructions, and I don't usually anyway unless we take the boat out to the islands, which some people are still doing. They're oblivious to the fact that less oil spotted means more dispersant being used, as we all know it's pumping more from the leak than ever before.

Here's a little clip of an article in my paper this morning titled Here's Our Story Mr. President.
This will explain how we all feel right now, from another point of view.
Here's the link, if you want to read the whole thing. The whole tarballs and oil patties bulls**t again is included in this article.

The worst natural disaster in U.S. history. The worst economic recession in generations. Now, the worst man-made disaster in U.S. history.

The people of South Mississippi have often been called “resilient” — a reputation hard-earned after Hurricane Camille in 1969, Hurricane Katrina in 2005 and repeated often in national media reports. That resilience is being put to the test.

“I had a bank examiner in here the other day, and he asked that same question, ‘How are things going?’” longtime Coast banker Chevis Swetman (Chevis Swetman is the authority on banking in Biloxi, MS)said. “I told him, ‘Well, you know, we had Hurricane Katrina in ’05. In December ’07 the national economic meltdown started, then about 50 days ago, this oil spill started.’ I said, ‘You know, I’m just looking for the plague of locusts to show up next week.’ He said, ‘You people are pretty resilient.’ I said, ‘We are pretty resilient, but the question is, how much more can we take?’ I know we’ll weather this. But heck, at some point it starts to seem like piling on in a football game.”

Casino executive Keith Crosby calls it “another sucker punch.” But, he notes, “We’re getting used to them, and we’re getting pretty good at playing over our head.”

Hurricane Katrina showed South Mississippi communities, churches, volunteer agencies, local governments, business leaders, state leaders and congressional leaders have an uncanny ability to work together when push comes to shove. But then, we know hurricanes — how to prepare, how to dig out and, as Gov. Haley Barbour put it many times in his Yazoo drawl, how to “hitch up our britches and get to work” on recovery.

With massive oil leaks — not so much.

“Nobody really knows who’s in charge,” Harrison County Supervisor Kim Savant said. “I guess ultimately it’s BP. We’re told to send things up the chain of command — I say chain of command but it’s really more just a progression — and BP is supposed to tell us yay or nay. That all works fine, except we don’t get a yay or nay from BP ... It’s unlike anything I have ever been involved in.”

You never know what life brings you, and I am relying on the theory that everything happens for a reason.
Found this quote this morning HERE: Nailed my thoughts this morning.

Love,

The Bumpkin

Consumed by the Mrs.

All photos taken by the amazing Annie Leibovitz, for Vogue March 2008 entitled Rebel Romance:

Carrie in Lanvin tipped with Christian Louboutins, Big in Valentino, Hugo Boss & Tom Ford

I have finished all 6 seasons + The Sex And The City Movie, your opportunity for spoilers has passed. An epic series of the oldest story in the world for a woman, the quest for and consumption of the Mrs. In the end Mr. Big, his name was John. A gasp of a coincidence readers, a gasp. I would bet you at least $100 had this been The Captain and I; I would have had a beat him with the bouquet moment, and it would have ended in a drag by the hair. Bet you. I'm serious the exact same way. He's a simple man, I'm extravagant, not to be confused with eccentric.

Carrie in Narciso Rodriguez's

This not being a Mrs. troubled me much more around the cusp of 4-0. Spinsters, that's what Mamma said about the women over forty who were still single. Never married. Do you know that's what it would say on my death certificate if I died today? Never married. I know love in its rawest of forms, but Mrs., completely unchartered waters for The Bumpkin that fell in love with that guy. Horrible divorce, never again, not if my life depended on it, period end of discussion.

Carrie in Nina Ricci dress and shoes, Big in Ford and Valentino Again

It is hugely noted that when this troubled me the most, I found him on one knee Christmas (4 days before 40) morning, ring in hand, stumbling through words he had never said before. Oh he was married, but she told me he never proposed, and it was a huge sore spot for her their entire marriage. At least I was awarded the proposal.

Even though, we have been together 8 years, marriage just seems like the light at the end of the tunnel. Why? What will change? Why is the freaking Mrs. so important?
I feel, though he swears it's not the case, that I forced him into the ring, with my pre-40 tears of despair. The whole spinster attitude, he even had the ceremony semi-planned for the day of my 40th so that I wouldn't have to wear the label. No way, not enough time to even let it sink in, and my wedding is not being thrown together in 4 days. I want a dress and some shoes, but not much else will be required, a cake, some flowers, a great dinner with some friends, a night at a fancy schmancy hotel, and the rest I will leave to both yours and my own imagination.
Carrie in Violet Marchessa, and C Lou's again, smart girl.
I'm going to let it come in it's own time,Dakota (Cody), My John's son, will have his Marine Dress Blues (Like Father like Son) in a little over 2 years, and that uniform could be a nice accessory for the wedding pictures. I am certain that it will be a memorable affair, simply because of it's nature, but I also want it to be something he, My Mr. Big, will enjoy. I am certain that some big affair would end for me, as it did Carrie, in disaster, although I would consider the beating with the flowers as getting off a bit easy.
Carrie in the late Alexander McQueen peacock and tulle

My biggest disappointment, is that I need that Mrs. to make me feel complete. Yuck, not the type of woman I am at all. It's a name change that makes you someone else in the most literal way. Why is it that I need to change who I am so desperately? Why?
This my friends is going to be the focus for me, for a little while. Not needing it so badly. Then maybe, I will tighten the knot that is already there between us. We own a home together; five dogs, boats, vehicles, and we are very settled in our life as a couple. What else does a girl need?

Carrie in Dolce & Gabbana Chiffon

I do have one more need. It's a strong need.

A very strong need, a desperate need, a consuming need.

Carrie's Wedding Shoes were

Manolo Blahnik's Something Blue

A need for something blue, and these will do.

I either want to be married or buried in these shoes.

Whichever comes first!

Love,

The Spinster Bumpkin

100 Things About Me!

Well, how quickly 100 posts can pass.
Here we go ya'll.

1. I am not a bumpkin, it is My John's pet name for me.
2. I love blue earrings.
3. I enjoy my mornings alone, until I read the paper at least, if someone reads the paper before me, it ruins my day.
4. I have curly hair, so curly it can easily transform to nappy.
5. My favorite color is orange, now how many people do you know whose favorite color is orange?
6. I drink coffee morning, noon and night. I will probably die from all The Equal I have consumed.
7. My favorite night time snack, is peaches and cream.
8. I first moved into my home, when I was 1 year old.
9. I am Hurricane Katrina survivor.
10. I have kissed Tommy Lee, while he was married to Heather Locklear. Yes, on the lips, and all I did was pucker at the last moment.
11. My favorite movie is Pretty Woman, and I can recite the words without watching the movie......."Welcome To Hollywood, What's Your Dream?"
12. I would like to be rich enough to wear new panties everyday. I am obsessed with matching my undies to the outfit I am wearing.
13. My Mamma did my laundry till I was 35, and it's still my biggest domestic handicap.
14. I once played the flute in the high school band. What rhymes with Ork?
15. At work, I often sell diamonds, and occasionally assault rifles.
16. I have never been married, but I am working on this spinster thing.
17. I have no children, nor will I, it was a personal decision I made long ago.
18. I am 1/4 Creek Indian.
19. I am a green eyed lady.
20. I love quotes, and have books of them.
21. I was the youngest child of older parents, and have lost all my family. It was hard, but not about me.
22. I can tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tongue. Without cheating.
23. I detest whistling, it makes me want to stab someone. My John whistles constantly.
24. I was a Girl Scout and received every badge there was to get.
25. I have an obsession with kitchen utensils.
26. My favorite food is Chicken-n-Dumplings.
27. Coca-Cola is my caloric downfall.
28. I smoke cigarettes, I know, I know. You thought it was cool when Carrie Bradshaw was doing it.
29. The last movie I saw in the theatre was "The Flintstones" no kidding.
30. My first car was a Yugo, and my Daddy had "Wild Thing" painted across the front.
31. I love dolphins, sea turtles, and whales.
32. I don't like sushi. Well maybe a dynamite roll, but only until I am able to determine what that one little burst of tart is.
33. I was born while my Daddy was in Vietnam. I was 8 months old the day he found out I was born. Think of how upset he was with Mamma? He hadn't seen her in 17 months, and he gets a telegram saying he has a new baby girl.
34. My most treasured item in the world is a perfect yellow vase that my great great grandmother traded an English lady, for an Indian Headdress in the early 1800's.
35. The first concert I ever saw was John Denver. I was 6.
36. I hung out with a guy named Julian Lennon the year I was an exchange student in Europe. We had coffee almost everyday. I had no idea who he was. None!
37. I have always wanted to write a romance novel. I will before long.
38. My favorite book is How to Be A Lady: A Contemporary Guide To Common Courtesy by Candace Simpson~Guiles. (Bonus: I have always wanted a hyphenated name)
39. After 9 months of not talking to My John (my Mr. Big) a gypsy asked me to buy her a pack of cigarettes in exchange for a wish. He called the next morning, we moved in together the next week, and never looked back. This was 8 years ago. He was living a thousand miles away that night I made that wish. Well worth one pack of smokes.
40. I was a vegetarian in my early teens. Why? Because Rick Springfield was of course. This lasted in excess of 2 years.
41. I was an award winning actress in college.
42. I was a Delta Psi Omega President.
43 I was once in a commercial as a crash test dummy.
44. I am not even to 50 and I am grasping at this point.
45. I met John when he applied for a job under my supervision, and I bluntly told him why I didn't want to hire him. It went something to the tune of instead of hiring you, I would like to ummmm date you.
46. I was named after Lisa Marie Presley. When Elvis died, my Mamma went to bed for a week.
47. My favorite place to travel to is The Smokey Mountains. So far, much more on my bucket list.
48. My sister was a criminal psychologist, we sat for hours at the kitchen table profiling serial killers for the states of Mississippi, Louisiana, and Texas.
49. I can not remember the last day of my father's life. This troubles me. They say this happens sometimes during tragedies.
50. I make wishes every time the clock says 11:11, 1:11, 2:22, 3:33, 4:44 or 5:55.
51. I am terrified of lizards, and frogs.
52. I wear Coco by Chanel perfume.
53. I love a good nap, but am quite bitchy when I wake up.
54. I hardly ever watch TV, I wait till the series comes out on DVD, and I watch it in a row. This directly relates to OCD, because if I miss one episode, or fifteen minutes of one show, I can't continue to watch it.
55. My secret boyfriend is Toby Keith.
56. I finally got a red pea coat for my 40th birthday. I have wanted one since high school.
57. I have an amazing cast of characters in my life. I'm just not sure what the plot is yet.
58. I believe you can fight City Hall.
59. I dream of owning my own handbag store.
60. I had never watched Sex in The City till one month ago. I am on Season Three. How, how did I miss this? I saw it here and there, but how did I miss the fashion, the Mr. Big, the quotes....I can't believe I missed this. Makes me think I might should try to watch Mad Men and The Office now.
61. I love silence, like no radio in the car silence.
62. I brush my teeth in the shower, so I don't have to clean the sink.
63. I take showers with the bathroom door open, because when the steam comes, I can't breathe. I am not claustrophobic.
64. I read every obituary in the paper every day. I have decided to write my own.
65. I am intolerant of people who wear blue pants and black shoes.
66. I think the sexiest part of a man's anatomy is his back. Bad back, no deal!
67. My John calls my lingerie, my daintallies. He is not allowed to touch them, unless I am wearing them.
68. I have had the same nail lady for 15 years, I follow her where she goes, because I don't like anyone else to touch my feet.
69. I have pretty feet :)
70. I once was a weekend drive D.J. at a large country station. My on air name was Nikki Matthews, my favorite song to play was Forever in Blue Jeans by Neil Diamond.
"Money talks, but it can't sing and dance and it can't waltz. "
71. My favorite store is Target. The two story Target in New Orleans to be exact.
72. The best food I have ever ate was catfish at a place called Fat Matt's Barbecue in North Atlanta somewhere by Piedmont Park.
73. I love, love, love, wildflowers, and will pull over on the side of the road, to pick them. Especially the yellow ones.
74. I have a lot of shoes, let's not even go there.
75. I want to own a home on the Tennessee River in the Smokey Mountains.
76. The best concert I have ever seen, was Elton John, we sat directly behind the piano. I was amazed.
77. I would have loved to burn my bra in the 60's.
78. I love fashion, my favorite designer is Coco Chanel. The Jackie O era. Also do you know that Vera Bradley designed clothes for Jackie O. Hippie Hot Mama dresses.
79. My favorite color to wear is red. I feel powerful when I wear red.
80. For graduation my Mamma bought me a really nice gold chain. I lost it shortly after graduation. When we remodeled our bathrooms recently I found it between the bathroom sink and the wall. I lost it less than an hour later again, and still have not found it again. Geez Louise.
81. My favorite cereal is Frosted Mini Wheats, but only the big ones. The little ones don't taste the same.
82. I love the smell of sunshine. It does have a smell, but only on certain days.
83 I love yellow roses, even on Valentine's Day.
84. I melt when a man kisses the back of my hand. Yes they still do that here in Mississippi.
85. I have a thing for firemen. You know what I mean.
86. I love art. Especially art depicting anything yellow. Weird uh?
87. I love Pina Colada's, and getting caught in the rain.
88. I'm a Parrothead, love Uncle Kracker, Uncle Kenny Chesney, and Jason Mraz. It's the whole drink Corona beside a bonfire on an island philosophy on life.
89. My favorite wine is Sweet Bitch wine. Try it!
90. I love pepper. Everything must have pepper.
91. I love red hots. They make my tongue split, but I love them.
92. I am a Chicago Cubs fan, and as you know a Chicago Bears Fan, but I hate basketball. I dream of tailgating at Soldier Field.
93. I love to stick my toes in the sand. But this messes up your pedicure horribly.
94. I didn't wear jeans for 20 years. I love them now.
95. I can not make pecan pie to save my life. Sucks for a southern belle.
96. The jars in my refrigerator, must stay in perfect alignment, especially the jelly jars. Cans facing forward in the cabinet, check. Don't use the hand towels in the bathroom. Isn't it obvious you shouldn't use those towels, ONLY THE TURQUOISE ONES RIGHT BESIDE THE SOAP.
97. I rarely take pictures. There are maybe 20 of me in existence. It's a soul stealing Indian thing, but am old enough now to realize I need to leave more memories.
98. I sometimes make lists of lists that I need to make. No lie ladies.
99. My favorite song is "She Talks To Angels," by The Black Crowes.
100.I want to plan a Southern As Hell Blogger Event.

I told ya'll my dirty little secrets, now I want hear what you think.

Love,
The Bumpkin