I’ve been the graceless lady
It’s Saturday morning and raining some Forrest-Gump war rain, and I’m listening to The Sundays. To this. Again. The Rainy-Day Old Trusty.
I’m grounding myself from the webernets for a few days – not saying I won’t tweet a time or two or comment on a blog or two, but my house is really a mess, and I started reading the best book of all time ever, and I haven’t allowed myself to finish it, and I desperately need to re-adore my letters from The Mother Letter Project, and my family is driving up from Alabama, which is the best, most exciting thing ever, and I need to learn how to pray again. So … off I go to ask for wisdom and to find it. See you Wednesday or Thursday, and then on Saturday I’m going to let you in on some sweetness.
Until then, if you need to learn about Southerness, Read HERE.
If you need to learn the beginnings of how to be a Lover, Read HERE.
And Quickly, Quickly! Enter to win some free coffee! Hello, people?! Don’t be shy. Should I have written a coffee narrative? Why are you reading and not entering?
Anyway, I love Boo Radley, and I love you (you know who you are) very much.