





If you don't listen to country music, you won't get this, but I've got the song playing if you choose to listen. Last night while we were eating dinner, Hadley said, "If we had Jason Aldean over for dinner, we'd have cornbread and biscuits."
Which is worse?
I had to put this down somewhere so I'll never forget this conversation I had with Hadley on the way home from mass tonight. I stopped in the gift store after mass, and she saw some prayer cards. She wanted one with St. Michael on it, and after her behavior in church, I figured we needed all the help we could get. Calling all saints and angels!!!! We got in the car and she was carefully examining the picture on the front. Here's how it went from there.
I'm here. Settled in B'ham. H0me of men wearing Columbia shorts that are tight and too short, and deck shoes. And home of women in capris and Yellow Box flip flops. I'm not saying there is anything wrong with either of these looks. I'm just saying, I see it lots here...like everywhere. On a different note, mama loves seeing classy folks decked out in Bama gear (not the rednecks with mullets...I've spotted those too). While I miss Tennessee so much I could cry (and have) I am OVER being in UT orange country. Oh, and mama loves having her husband home every night for dinner.