Showing posts with label Cheeky Peach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cheeky Peach. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Cut Rate Chic
I'm currently sitting outside, resting my feet on our new fire pit enjoying the buzz of the bugs (I use the term "enjoying" loosely. As long as they don't land/crawl on me they're OK) and watching Bogart frolic in the grass and warm his belly in the sunshine.
The skies are blue.
The weather is warm enough to wear light layers but cool enough to not sweat the instant you start thinking about venturing outside.
Monday, February 16, 2015
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Saturday, November 1, 2014
November FURst
November has arrived and with a vengeance! It's cold and rainy and WINDY! Such a shock, considering we were in the 80's last week!
Regardless of where you live, I'm sure you heard about Atlanta's snowpocalypse that literally shut down the city early this year. Rumors on the weather mill say this year's winter will be even worse, so warm items are a MUST. I'm wasting no time and breaking out the big guns — my fur vest.
Regardless of where you live, I'm sure you heard about Atlanta's snowpocalypse that literally shut down the city early this year. Rumors on the weather mill say this year's winter will be even worse, so warm items are a MUST. I'm wasting no time and breaking out the big guns — my fur vest.
| BRRRR |
Monday, September 22, 2014
Welcome to Atlanta
The airport is one of my favorite places to go. It holds such wonderful memories for me (you can read about those here) and it has some of the best people watching.
As most of you know, my dad lives in North Carolina for work and he and my mom often take turns driving down/driving up for visits. But this time he didn't have to take the 6 hour trek, instead this time Atlanta wasn't the layover it was the destination, and it was my job to pick him up.
As most of you know, my dad lives in North Carolina for work and he and my mom often take turns driving down/driving up for visits. But this time he didn't have to take the 6 hour trek, instead this time Atlanta wasn't the layover it was the destination, and it was my job to pick him up.



