This past weekend was full of everything I love-  good music, great weather, and hanging out with some of my all time favorite family and friends.

First, Thursday night was my company Christmas party and it definitely set the tone for a long weekend of festive fun, late nights and a bit too much to drink. We started the evening off calm and well-mannered and ended it, well, with everyone in a REALLY good mood… (I love the people I work with btw…!)

nothing like a good action shot to showcase my moves on the office "dance floor"

Then Friday night I went with some of my Conway friends to The Alchemy Songwriting Competition where the talented Arkatexts performed, among others.

this guy won 3rd runner up!

me and Preston- aka IPA from arkatext

This video doesn’t really do the event justice but at least you get an idea of how hip these guys are- as in cool, awesome, in-the-know, popular, etc. And how bad I suck with an iPhone video in the dark…

Even better- Mary Steenburgen was a judge!

Even better than better- my night ended with this...

Finally, Saturday wrapped up the weekend with my little brother and Ashley’s engagement party at my dad’s house

then a night out at King’s Piano Bar (because no one can really be engaged unless you end up on top of a piano being serenaded to and screamed for at 1 am).

the happy couple

It was a great time and we were so thankful for a beautiful balmy 60 degree night in December, great friends, and lots to drink!


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Saturday Hannah and I woke up early and after breakfast with Cat and kids, headed 30 minutes Northeast of Rogers to a tiny town in the middle of the Ozark Mountains, Eureka Springs.

Ever been there? If you’re from the south and answered “No” you’ve been deprived of one of the coolest places ever to visit! It’s the very definition of the word “quaint” (having an old-fashioned attractiveness or charm; oddly picturesque) and even cooler when something is going on- which is almost every weekend. The drive alone is worth the trip- the trees are GORGEOUS this time of year and the weather was absolute perfection! We quickly found our B & B (The Singleton House), dropped off our bags, and ventured out to explore the towns’ happenings… And boy was it happening!

Happening #1- Diversity weekend (Gay and Lesbian pride)

Downtown Eureka

Our B&B

9 for charm, 4 for comfort/convenience

our 3rd grade bedroom…

breakfast on the balcony

Definitely charming!

Our walk into town!

so pretty!

heart fall

2nd happening- The Ozark Folk Festival!

Basin Park Hotel- Eureka classic pic

Singer/Songwriter competition

yum yum

my sister is all grown up!

wedding capital of Arkansas

best ever

candy shop


Folk Parade!

fair queen

sisterly love

equality bears!


great music!


long walk up

still fall y’all

our view!

Crescent Hotel

Great time with my sis! Happy birthday H!


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I am wherever there is love.

This email always makes me tear up, and since it just happened to reappear in my inbox again (for probably the 4th or 5th time) I thought I would repost so that I always had it to look back on.

Although it’s not known who replied, there is definitely a beautiful soul working in the dead letter office of the US postal service… Read it and (try not to) weap…


Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month.  The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey.  She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her.  I told her that I thought we could so she  dictated these words:

Dear God,

Will you please take care of my dog?  She died yesterday and is with you in heaven.  I miss her very much.  I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.

I hope you will play with her.  She likes to play with balls and to swim.  I am sending a picture of her so when you see her You will know that she is my dog.  I really miss her.

Love,  Meredith

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven.  We put our return address on it.  Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office.  A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet.  I told her that I thought He had.

Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, ‘To Meredith’ in an unfamiliar hand.  Meredith opened it.  Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, ‘When a Pet Dies.’ Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope.  On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:

Dear Meredith,

Abbey arrived safely in heaven.

Having the picture was a big help.  I recognized Abbey right away.

Abbey isn’t sick anymore.  Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart.  Abbey loved being your dog.  Since we don’t need our bodies in heaven, I don’t have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by…

Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me.  What a wonderful mother you have.  I picked her especially for you.

I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much.

By the way, I’m easy to find, I am wherever there is love.




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Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order’s tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I’ll be with you
But it will be a different “kind”
I’ll be holding all the tickets
And you’ll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I’m breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?


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