Welcome to my little ol' blog. I'll be upfront about it: I don't blog very often any more. If you found your way here because you read my book "Trailer Life," have a gander! But it's easier to keep up with me on Instagram or on my Facebook page. I have this long, drawn out theory on why I'm a terrible blogger, but that is a story for another day. Enjoy the ramblings of my life from the last 8 years or so.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Country Hieroglyphs

...or kid version of graffiti. Spot the "Blue's Clues" gang symbol?

Driving around with this on my car is both humbling and an honor. It means I live in the country where it snowed/rained last Sunday which caused the creek to flood the road in the usual spot. It means I have abandoned all hope at a shiny car for more than half a day. It's an honor to have such thoughtful, intelligent, dirty children- who else but little genius' would think that writing on Mom's car in the dirt, giving me "clues" to wash it, would make me so happy?

Although, the BEST was the day Ryan went to work in his patrol car with "KACY" written all over it. It makes a cop look tough with hearts drawn in the dust of his car.


  1. Yeah very manly, but I bet every person he gave a ticket that day had a great laugh at his expense. I sure would have!

  2. My car is almost as bad as yours! I want a new lens too! My "kit" lens is off getting repaired. I want another one too. But I need a yard first...sigh...