Southern Girl

Life's been good. I'm glad for that.

I've decided two things:

I should have been born a Kennedy.
I should have been a Southern Gal.

If I could do it all over again, I'd have moved south when I turned 18 (freedom). Alabama. Texas. Somewhere like that. In fact currently, Salt Lake City Utah's lookin' perty good these days. I'm not 100% sure why. The only time I've ever been in Salt Lake was when the Greyhound from California to Chicago had a layover there. There's a bit more to the story than this, but it's not for me to tell at this time.

Anyway, I've been listening to TOO much country music lately, a very new genre for me. (Remind me to tell you my story about that one time I was a waitress.)

Here's the latest in the break up playlist:

Have fun!