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Sloppy Seconds
Before I ever got to the flight line at Ft. Rucker, my name was on an Army spouse’s Facebook page. Why? Because somebody didn’t like that their husband would be flying with a woman.
Listen, people make their own decisions, and I’m real glad I’m not in charge of judgment. I’m a live and let live kind of gal.
But for me and my house?
Ma’am, I ain’t takin’ your Sloppy Seconds.
P.S. maybe if this song had been out earlier, we could have saved the #ColdplayCouple some embarrassment . . .
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Why Dogs
By the age of 13, Lucy Luanne the Labrador had been cliff diving in the Cumberland River, felt the mist of Niagara Falls, almost raced down the Grand Canyon, and sailed on boats across lakes in Canada. She chased groundhogs in Arkansas, barked at fireworks in Oklahoma, drank the water in Santa Fe, and slept soundly at the foot of my bed — no matter where we were.
She had a terrible sense of smell, a great affinity for tennis balls and squeaky toys, and the softest golden yellow ears known to man. She ran and walked thousands of miles through every neck of the woods we landed in. She loved a whole, raw carrot after every meal.
Lucy made friends who loved her dearly — so many who helped me care for her over the years. And if it weren’t for the cancer, I’m convinced she could have lived forever.
Oh dear god, why dogs?
Hey Buddy
Letting a guy down easy can be tough, but metaphors can make it a little easier.
Confronted with one of those guys who just wasn’t getting the message, I found myself quoting my Grandaddy:
Hey Buddy, you’re barking up the wrong tree.