I spy Spanish moss - a sure sign we are almost in...
Headed coastward for a day in Savannah with my favorite person. Gonna be a good day. (I’m trying to snap a photo every hour on the hour, or close to it. Let’s hope I don’t get too excited and slip up.) Plenty more to come!
The pep talk on my Halls cough drop wrapper just told me to high five myself. Pretty sure that’s called clapping.
Dad’s on a Jerry Lewis kick. On tonight’s roster: The Geisha Boy. #goodtobehome
Side note: Lee and I have decided our next road... →