#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


The Dixie Tour

Thanks to United Airlines, I don’t have to ‘wish I was in Dixie’–I’m headed there, to the land of my ancestors, on the Lael side anyway. The Bleeckers, Mom’s side, were Yankees.

The British have a term for this hour of the morning–sparrowfart. As in, “I was up at sparrowfart.”

Weight Watchers was good–I lost another couple of pounds and hit the 25 pound mark. I’m jazzed! In point of fact, I’m writing this blog in a pair of Levis–the first pair I’ve ever owned. And does that ever feel good!

The dogs are still snoring away on the bed. No doubt, they’ll be up to see me off when the car arrives at 4:30! I spring-sprang-sprung (take your choice :) ) for a first-class seat, too.

I expect to learn so much on this trip. To meet new people and to be inspired, not to mention reconnecting with the Rebel cousins. :)

I’ll blog with Day 1 tomorrow. Be there or be square.

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