What is wrong with me this morning...this is my fourth post just this morning. I must really have something to say or I'm avoiding the pile of dishes that need to be loaded into the dish washer.
I've been on this country kick for the last couple weeks. I grew up on country. My dad always had the radio to a country station in his truck and if my mom wasn't listening to "talk radio" then it was most likely on country too. It's been over ten years that I've regularly listened to it. Scott isn't a fan, but I will tell you a little secret, I'm not a fan of Hawaiian music and I endure it because he likes it and I have even learned to appreciate it. Although, I can't understand a word. I want to know the words...the story. Don't get me wrong, I love me some IZ.
Alright, I'm gonna go load the washing machine and put away the laundry now, with my Dixie Chicks keeping me company. I promise not to post anything else today.
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