Ghost Writer Needed

It always catches me off guard when someone comments or asks about the "Prissy Hens". How great is for someone to love to hear you talk? And when they haven't, they miss it. That might be one of the greatest compliments of a lifetime, especially since I'm pretty sure talking is my talent! The Hens need to write that book, but really...talking is what we do. We need a ghost writer! Now THAT would be an interesting job!

Maybe when we retire to the beach we can hire that cute cabana boy and he can be our ghost writer...that could be a whole new chapter! We can write while we get too tan! In the meantime, we'll soak up some sun and live a little more to write about.

Long time no post! I need this outlet, I NEED to be this Prissy Hen. So I am back to it. I am thinking, pictures and inspirations, words, songs, thoughts. We don't have the show anymore, so this is the voice. The Prissy Hen journal.

It is cold, like really cold. Too cold for these southern girls. Today I am dreaming of toes in warm sand and waves crashing into shore. Or closer to my heart...the river, D-daddy's boat, great friends, cool refreshments, great music. ahhhhhhhh