Several months ago, I was browsing through a store and was drawn not to an article of clothing or darling home decor item, but to a voice I heard through the speakers. I had no problem carrying myself up to the cash register to ask the shop keeper exactly who was singing on her fabulous Pandora station. His name is Coffey Anderson. And I think you should know him too.
A few weekends ago, my niece Addison discovered my old Cabbage Patch doll. As an eight-year-old, she was fascinated by my tales of Xavier Roberts and how I had an actual birth certificate with my Cabbage Patch doll’s name on it. Of course she wanted proof of this glorious detail. Because I’m the best aunt ever, I caved and begrudgingly climbed the folding ladder up into attic where stuff from
Y’all know how I love any excuse make a mix. Thanks to the women of Galilee Church in Virginia Beach, I have a reason to create the ultimate flying playlist! While I prepare for my retreat talk in a random window seat on tomorrow’s Southwest flight, I’ll be listening to sweet tunes that have one common theme: AIRPLANES! Are there any I missed?!
I hope you watched the Academy of Country Music awards last night. Or the ACM awards as they are known. Please do not confuse these with the Country Music Association awards or CMAs as they are called. As far as I can tell from Wikipedia, one is an academy and one is an association. One is hosted by Carrie Underwood and Brad Paisley and the other is hosted by Luke
Music is a big part of my life. That’s why I watch the Grammy Awards every year. You can imagine the punch to my gut when I sit for four hours Goggling the names of most of the performers and nominees. I like to think of it as research, but most of the time I feel like I’m an old lady who is on the brink of listening to only