Full disclosure: this was taken through my living room window because the lawn man came today and I have all kinds of allergies.

the front of HuffPo right now:

This is my favorite sign of all time. It was in front of a tiny church on the way to Tickfaw State Park.

This just in. Mitt Romney thinks saying "y'all" and liking grits makes him an unofficial southener. "Strange things are happening to me," he says, as if he's just watched Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. Mitt, don't pander to us. You don't need to act like you're one of us. You're not. You're from The North. Just be yourself and do your Mitt Thang. 

P.S. try the sweet tea while you're here.

 

I meant to post this microphone on Loud day, but too many things were going on. I did my Oprah voice when I called peeps’ names. That may have been why I had no voice yesterday.

A really flat fork from Caretta’s.

What I love about Instagram is that it lets you use previously taken photos and transform them. I love this picture of my husband and the boy at 3 when we were on a shuttle coming back from an air show.

This is my view from the ScrapFest! desk. I don’t know why we only skirted one table.

These are my favorite flip flops. Well, they will be until tomorrow when I wear the pink paisley version. 

I'm so glad the Sluts 4 Obama shirt comes in plus sizes.