If You Were a Carpenter

I have lived in 21 places so far... but I think the South has had the most influence on me... this is an ode to my dirty' dirty.

I love Southern sunsets and sweet tea... no matter how many calories your skinny waist tells me it has in it. I think porches are meant to be sat on with rocking chairs that creek loudly. Your high heels are certainly cute, but my boots are much more comfortable, and I bet you can't climb a tree in them neither. I can shoot skeet better than some of the boys, and will challenge you to a fishing contest. I've ridden a bull, okay so it was mechanical, but I tore it up. My best friends are Loretta, Johnny, Patsy, Merle, and June. If you were a carpenter and I was a lady, I'd marry you anyway. I'm a good-hearted woman. My man will walk the line. Chances are my daddy might not like you, I'm his baby girl. I will live on a farm one day. I think a belle's love can tame a wild one. I know my neighbors by name, and we share our recipes. Howdy folks...I stand by my man, and you can call me cowgirl.


In other news.... I leave for the beach today! I am doing the bridesmaids' hair in my friend's older brother's wedding. It's going to be wonderful. I need some seabreeze in my life, and no I do not mean the drink. This will be the start of wedding season... oh joy. I mean that with no scarcasm, I love weddings. I guess I just don't want to start the whole, always a bridesmaid's hairdresser never a bride thing. It exists- google it.