My husband and I never really had what you would call a honeymoon. We spent our wedding night, October 7, 1978, at the Bob White Motel in Alexander City, Alabama in the same hotel and room my parents spent theirs in so many years before. At the time, it seemed like a good idea, but looking back now I wonder what I was thinking when I came up with that idea! No offense, Mom! My husband played drums in a gospel group and they had a singing at a church in Talladega the next day, so we had to leave bright and early for that. Needless to say, it really wasn't much of a honeymoon. In 1999, I think it was, my husband had been working in Colorado for many months in the construction field. My children and I stayed behind in Alabama because I had a good job and we didn't want to uproot them from their schools and their friends. When my husband decided it was time to come home, I flew out to Colorado so I could help him drive back home. This was my first time being on an
This blog is about what the title says it's about, country living in the south and what is going on in my world. I am a wife, mother, and Nana. I love writing, poetry, gardening, photography, and listening to music. I am an Ambassador for Plexus Worldwide.