Tag: Destin

my “hangover” parade

We live in a tourist area as I’ve mentioned a bazillion times before…and so our town does weird-ass things to attract tourists. Year-round. There. That should suffice as an explanation, when you wonder why I went to a Mardi Gras parade last night. Because yes. I know. It’s August. And I’m not still drunk. And

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common name rewards

Hubs and I just got back from doing our major-heavy-duty-grocery-super-shopping. Power. Style. For those of you that don’t live in a tourist town, let me explain power style grocery shopping to you. We hurry to the closest (large) Walmart before the tourists arrive because they clog up the aisles with long-lost-third-cousins and loaded-down grocery carts,

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homecation

This spring I’ll be forty-seven, and sadly it took me many years to appreciate the unparalleled beauty of Gulf Coast; to recognize that I grew up in paradise, and to value the uniqueness of living here as an adult, with miles and miles of beaches just minutes away from my front door. But eventually I

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