American Honey

She grew up on a side of the road

Where the church bells ring and strong love grows

She grew up good

She grew up slow

Like American honey

Steady as a preacher

Free as a weed

Couldn't wait to get goin'

But wasn't quite ready to leave

So innocent, pure and sweet

American honey

There's a wild, wild whisper

Blowin' in the wind

Callin' out my name like a long lost friend

Oh I miss those days as the years go by

Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime

And American honey

Get caught in the race

Of this crazy life

Tryin' to be everything can make you lose your mind

I just wanna go back in time

To American honey, yea

There's a wild, wild whisper

Blowin' in the wind

Callin' out my name like a long lost friend

Oh I miss those days as the years go by

Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime

And American honey

Gone for so long now

I gotta get back to her somehow

To American honey

Ooh There's a wild, wild whisper

Blowin' in the wind

Callin' out my name like a long lost friend

Oh I miss those days as the years go by

Oh nothin's sweeter than summertime

And American honey

When I first heard this song from Lady A, I felt like it was absolutely written for me. In fact I'm sure lots of girls thought the same thing which is why this band is so freakin' awesome, but for some reason, this song really spoke to me and where I am in my life at the moment. I remember being a little girl growing up in a small town where everyone had a hand in raising me. I felt safe and secure, unafraid and uninhibited. I wanted so bad to get out of that town and by the time I was seventeen I finally did..... but I remember leaving and feeling like a big piece of my heart had been left behind in that little "map dot". I think what this song really hit a nerve with me is this: Even though we have to grow up, even though we have to make tough decisions, even though many times we become jaded and cynical, its important to remember where it is that we come from. Don't get me wrong, I love my life and wouldn't change a single moment, but sometimes I need to remember that little brown-eyed girl and try to get back to her. I want to do what she did and dance, twirl, laugh, play, sing, dance, and wonder my way through this crazy little thing we call life.

In Mad Pursuit...

Of that elusive thing called a J-O-B! My career as a student is rapidly dwindling come May and I again have that warm, familiar feeling...somewhat akin to...freaking out. I remember graduating three years ago and having that same feeling of anxiety and dread of not being able to find a job. It's almost sad how much we allow that "thing" that we show up for everyday defines so much of who we are, but it does. But, I'm trying to keep my chin up and my eyes to the sky and trust that something great is coming along!

On the lighter side, Spring is here! I can't wait to pull out those cute little sun dresses and flip flops! It's been eventful so-far...I had my first experience riding in a parade (The St. Patty's Day Parade) which was super fun, although I spent most of my time trying not to hit innocent by-standards in the face with beads. (Those things really hurt!) The weather was gorgeous and it was a perfect way to experience the charm of this little place we call "South Louisiana". Which I'm really starting to begin to love :)

And Alice fell into the Rabbit Hole....

Well here I am, jumping on the band wagon we all know as "blogging". Of course I am experiencing all of the reservations that everyone else probably does before joining this whole hoop-la... for example, my life isn't overly interesting, but it tends to amuse me more often than not. Also there's that whole fear of opening up a part of yourself for anyone to see.....

So to rationalize this whole crazy feat, I came up with a list of objectives; aaaaand here they are:

1) To keep friends, family, or any interested parties up to date and involved in the deepest, darkest, most inner thoughts of my mind ( yeah right, anyone who knows me knows I'm not deep and dark).

2) To say that I, Katie Brooke Yancey, from Rayville, Louisiana, daughter of Maggie and Langston Yancey and currently residing in 'Red Stick' blogged at some point in my life.

3) Finally, as a marketing person, I've decided that if I can't market myself, I'm in pretty deep you-know-what.

Thats all the bloggers stamina I have for now....Until next time!