February 1st, 2006

Cowgirl

Peaches and cream/y grits

Me, now: well fed, bathed.

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Despite all this, after my earlier nap, I stood staring out the window and said, "I'm ready to go home." And I am. Three interviews tomorrow and a trip to the Silver Skillet, and my time in Atlanta is done - though I do love having total strangers look at me in the grocery store and say, "I love that cherry color in your hair!" with a rich Southern accent. Such kind girls really do a cowgirl good.