Wednesday brought about an earth-shattering revelation …Toby Kieth’s last name is not Kieth. It’s like everything I thought I knew about country music has gone up in smoke. Is Brad Paisley’s name really Ignatious? 
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My cousin Pickles (who was given the name Nicholas at birth) and his peeps came down to Tennessee for a visit last week. They all stayed at my aunt’s and on Friday I went to her house for the morning. Here I am with Pickles, Alyssa and Kaleigh (not related but I wasn’t about to kick her off the couch for a cousins only picture).
Alyssa is only 17 but she easily looks as old as me. My youthful appearance tends to cause some confusion. Last week I went to visit a new family to babysit and the mom asked if we were a military family. After I answered in the affirmative, she said, “So your dad is the one stationed here?” Um. No. As a matter of fact I am married. Hence the wedding ring on my left hand.
Saturday Christopher volunteered at a festival downtown. I met up with him later and, surprise surprise, got slightly lost among the food booths and rock climbing tower. I called him for help and when he asked where I was, I said, “Over by the Titanic.”

I never knew I wanted to say that phrase until it was out of my mouth. It really was all I could do not start singing like Celine Dion right there next to the funnel cake stand.

I should have entered the talent contest.