the second anniversary.

let me start off by saying, "the second anniversary is traditionally cotton. " so naturally, we headed south to mississippi where cotton was born as well as the blues. we stayed in an old share-cropper's cabin outside of clarksdale. we visited the crossroads where robert johnson sold his soul to the devil to play guitar and where abe gave his soul to god to make the world's best barbeque. we visited with "rat", the innkeeper of the legendary riverside hotel which has housed the likes of sonny boy williamson II, ike turner, and john kennedy jr. among so many others (he showed us the guest books). levon helm, i know where you been!

our evenings were spent hanging out on sunflower ave at red's lounge listening to music, warding off brain-eating zombies & east-coast aging hippies, while sipping "mississippi squeezings" (moonshine) with our new best friend, red. we heard some great local blues players and even had the honor of playing a few songs with them.

abe's has the best hot tamales.

our anniversary shack.

riverside "rat"

clarksdale's own, mr tater.

our first wedding anniversary.

this weekend jason and i celebrated our first wedding anniversary. we both went traditional (paper) with our gifts. i got jason a rare 2nd edition of "spring & all" by william carlos williams. carlos williams is jason's favorite poet. we used a quote from "spring & all" for our wedding favors. and jason gave me a $1000 (cash, small bills - that i'm holding in the photo) shopping spree! jason knows i am frugal. and i never spend money on myself. he wanted me to go hog wild this weekend. get a new wardrobe. eat lobster. whatever i fancied. it was a lot of fun. i came home with a bunch of new clothes, sunglasses, an antique chair, a new quilt, and more... and the food! oh we had lobster and crab and champagne, and filet mignon, and imported belgium chocolates. we ended the weekend with a toast from a bottle of chianti we bought in italy on our honeymoon. perfect.