I am so sick. Since Sunday - so sick.
I think my intestines are staging a revolt.
Labels: bad stuff
Can a woman from Mississippi meet and marry a German quadriplegic, move there without first knowing the language, leave behind all she's known and loved and be forced to live without Hellmann's mayonnaise, stores open on Sundays, southern accents, magnolias, and her beloved family and friends nearby? Sure. Is it easy? Not really. Is it worth it? Most definitely.
© 2006, 2007, 2008 'Dixie Peach'