The house we stayed in did not have trash pick-up so we bagged it up in small bags and distributed it in trash receptacles across the Blue Ridge Parkway. It got to be pretty funny. Ok, maybe you had to be there.
Wife to a handsome Coastie, mother of four little buckos...I've been redeemed by my Savior Jesus and I am learning everyday how much I need him. (Oh, how I NEED him so!) I love to read and write and hike and play and swim in the ocean and have a cup of coffee with friends. And eat ice-cream. And read poetry. And climb trees. And write poetry while climbing trees with ice cream cones.
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