Y’all. Seven-year-old me was pretty great to have in a crisis.
Just when you thought the well might be running dry… I found my second grade journals. I had the same teacher in second and third grade so we had the same kind of daily writing prompt thing both years and I’m real glad I kept them all because there are some real gems in there,Continue reading “#tbt: Tales of a second-grade Laura”
Third-grade Laura is a damn liar. This does, however, document my first attempt at bullshitting an assignment – a trend that continued well through college.
More from my third-grade school journal…. At 8, I was already telling it like it is. #nonewfriends
Ohhhhhh you guys. Have I got a treat for you. My parents are attempting to clean out some of the million boxes of things in their basement, which includes giving us kids some of our old stuff they’ve kept. A couple weeks ago, I collected one box from ’em – with such gems in itContinue reading “#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura”
Never have I ever lived outside of the state of Kentucky. I’ve lived like, four different places within the state, but my address has never had a zip code that didn’t start with a 4. I’m not complaining. At all. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love this state – my city, especially.Continue reading “You can take the girl out of Kentucky, but you can’t take the Kentucky outta the girl”