fill in the blank friday

1. If I didn't have to work anymore I would write a novel, go on a bazillion mission trips, and be an advocate for all the things I'm passionate about.

2.  My favorite thing about a vacation is how dysfunctional some of them end of being... my family's quote is: "We put the FUN in dysFUNctional!"  But no, really - here are my favorite things about vacation: suanas, banana daiquiries, excursions, spending money, souveniers, and the quality time spent with those you love!

3.  When packing for a trip I  pack entirely way too much.  It's embarassing.

 

4.  If I could go on a road trip with anyone (dead OR alive) I would choose  Clay (and the little piggie, Millie) because  I've found someone truly special in him; there is never a dull moment with us; there is absolutely no bickering or sad tears or angry words; and he makes the most beautiful scenery even better looking, and we would go from Key West to Maine on our much-anticipated drive up the Right Coast.  OR on a cross-country road trip to the Golden Gate bridge.  Hey babe, didn't you say you'd drive me through those sunflower fields in Colorado one day?? ;)

5.  My top 3 absolute travel essentials are 1. a journal; 2. a camera; 3. bubble gum

6.  Vacations are awaiting me... I hope.

7.  On vacation you must always  experience the big things, but remember the little things that made those big things so special.  Like Daddy's smile at Kapalua Bay, Mom's humor in Lake Tahoe, and Sissy's spazz moves in a school of fish in St. Thomas.

 

and always, always, always, take pictures! And don't lose your camera.

 

peace and love

baily

 

 

 

 

 

 

his and hers friendship bracelets

Yes, we have friendship bracelets.

No, he doesn't act like he's too cool for my kinds of things.

And certainly, I smile every time I see it and think about the matching one in South Carolina.

peace and love

baily

a funny clip for the case of the mondays

So I'm obsessed with the Golden Girls. I think it's one of television's most hilarious shows. I literally could watch it for hours.
I ran across this on a blog I follow, Austin Eavesdropper, of one of my most favorite scenes from one of my most favorite shows.
Most of my friends can atest to this; this clip of Blanche (my fav) is a lot like me after I go blog-crazy, and ESPECIALLY when I have my 'study mode' turned up full blast.
After final exams, one of the two parents I have usually flies up to Birmingham, picks me up in Tuscaloosa, and I sleep the entire way home because I don't sleep a damn wink during finals week. I hope you enjoy the clip... it's rather funny... and definitely rather "Baily like" I must say.

blue bonnets

Hair blowin' in the wind

Wonder what you pretend you are

When you run

Bandana on your head

Your face is turning red

You throw it down to the ground

When you are done

I'll think of you

When the blue bonnets bloom

When the blue bonnets bloom

I'll think of you

You always seem to make me laugh

When you ask, "what is that?"

A million times

And you know

Little things that you do

They are the things that get me through

When I'm up to my hips in snow

Another night, I'm working hard

Another night, another bar

A million miles outta touch

Say your prayers, say my name

Keep it fresh on your brain

And don't forget I love you this much.

-Cross Candadian Ragweed-

this has always been one of my favorite songs. before the fire, i had it on vinyl. it's funny how a song can take you back to a certain place in time. the acoustic is eerily nostalgic for me, and the lyrics have more substance than just words to a melody. to me, it makes me think of a certain time, a certain person, and a certain personal conflict that i was going through. i was faced with two options during this certain time. there were two people that each had pieces of my heart, a little place in the history of my life, and opportunities for second chances. i went to oz record store to clear my head, and came home with a cross canadian ragweed vinyl. i listened to this song. i just dropped the needle on some random track and told myself to listen to the words and see if it helps me in some way. yes, i'm weird like that and when my indecisive nature rules over any other means of making the right decisions, i turn to my music. painters paint, singers sing, and music lovers listen to the music they love. on this day, i bought the vinyl on happen-chance, and let it speak to me. i had never heard this song before that day, but i played it a lot. come to think of it, i think it was the record that was still on the turntable when the fire destroyed it. when i heard the words to this song i knew exactly what my life was doing and what my heart was feeling. i pictured the one person that would actually say these things about me. the person that likes the little things about me. and probably the only person that digs it when i wear my bandanas in my hair. i smiled when i heard the words, and to this day the song just soothes me. maybe we all should stop to listen a little closer to what our songs are actually saying to us. it helped me get my mind straight and it helped me follow my heart instead of making another decision i would eventually someday regret, big time. i should have known, someone once told me that

music is what feelings sound like.

peaceandloveeverlasting

baily

oviedolove

I'm hardcore missing Oviedo right now.

I think it hit me today that my visits have become very few and far between this semester.

I'm really excited about going home for my best friends wedding, just wish I could make it down there soon for a relaxing weekend.

The one's where I get to ride to the beach in the Jeep with the top down.

Grill a steak with Daddy on the lanai on Sunday nights.

Meet a friend at The Black Hammock for some Coors Lights.

Watch  the chickens cross the road. (Literally)

Listen to the swamp music.

Smell the orangeblossoms and citrus blooms.

Don't mind me, I just saw the music video to ":08 Ride" by Luke Bryan and I saw my favorite little fish camp getaway. Where summer nights turn into summer mornings when I'm with the best friends in the world and sitting by an "airboat only" lake that is alligator haven. It's an Oviedo thing.

photos found @ Black Hammock Facebook page

Peace&Love

Bai

let me talk southern to you

"Southern girls are God's gift to the entire male population. There is no woman finer than one raised below the

Mason-Dixon line. And once you go Southern,

may the Good Lord help you, you never go back."

-Kenny Chesney

please visit Hands On Nashville and make a donation for flood relief

please visit Save Our Gulf to donate/see what you can do to help the Waterkeeper Alliance protect and restore our beloved Southern coasts that are horribly affected by the oil spill

I can proudly say that the warm-hearted, graceful women and men of the South proudly help relief efforts, both domestic and international. As Dixie finally got back on her feet after the 2004 and 2005 hurricane seasons in Florida, Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama, disaster struck us again. I know what it feels like to lose possessions, and I promise to advocate and volunteer to save my homeland.

Please help!

sweet Southern comfort, carry on....