Without boring you with the details why we’re homeless, we’re homeless, but not without a place to stay. We (myself, husband, three children, pit bull, two cats, a beta fish, and a load of material possessions–seriously, why do we have all of this crap–) have ended up on the Mississippi at my in-laws. And while I do desire to be in my own place, I can’t say I hate it here. It’s the Mississippi River. I wake up to this view. For the month or so that we are here I’m going to dig up all of the Mississppi River songs I can…starting with a favorite:

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