Friday, July 22, 2011

I Think I Could See Myself at a Nascar Race



After a whistle-stop tour of the Charlotte Motor Speedway, I am safely in my hotel room and I've gotta say, it's pretty faincy.

This girl here is a sucker for a nice hotel room.

I called Cory and said, "I have a full kitchen! I mean, not that I'll be using it, but still!"

My fantastic, generous hosts last night fed me Mexican food - An elixir for my nerves.

Actually, I was so busy traveling yesterday that I didn't have a second to worry.
I quite enjoyed the break.

What I did have time for was dripping watermelon juice on my white pants and springing a bloody nose as the plane descended, but that's a whole other story...

Once the day came to a close, I started to feel those butterflies flapping around again.

I found this verse, "May the words of my mouth and meditations of my heart be pleasing to you, O Lord." So that's what I've decided to focus on, because he's the only audience that matters.

Thank you all for your sweet and funny words. What would a girl like me do without you?

Barf, probably.