On The Road Again

I’m Off

If you see a gal in a black car, heading south with the sunroof open and singing at the top of her lungs, it’s definitely NOT me.

Atlanta bound, ya’ll.  Catch you on the flip side – Tuesday, like…


If I was super cool and connected I would have lined up a few guest posts for you.  But I am not, so I didn’t.

kisses,  mrs. V

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