The Burn: 1 Year Later

March 27th marked one year since my heating pad tried to kill me.

Some of you may remember this post.

And this one. (Queasy tummies BEWARE, it aint pretty).

Or maybe this one: (Again, BEWARE).

And I think this is the last one I posted of my dear Burney.

The burn healed sometime at the end of July. I then lost my job in August, therefore, fell off the radar.

It has since been a little over a year since my leg healed. Behold, the scar.

A little size comparison for your eyehole.

Now, go sit and think about that. Any why you should never fall asleep drunk with a heating pad on.

Sand in my mouth and sun in my eyes

But, DAMN! Ya gotta love the beach.

One thing, if anything, I can say that rocks about Savannah is the beach. I have lived here all of my life. Approximately 15 minutes from Tybee Island.

You may have heard of a little movie called The Last Song with the chick that is famous for wearing a blonde wig and is also Billy Ray Cyrus' daughter. It was filmed last summer on Tybee. With all of the cameras and movie stars and groupies that come along with a movie production. Needless to say, Tybee was a little over populated last summer.

Fortunately, there are no movies or teeny bopper stars down there this year. So us locals can enjoy the beach again in all its glory.

I took a little me time a week or so ago. I packed up my lawn chair, some sunblock and a book and drove down to the beach.

It was amazing.

And I have this to prove it.



I could not imagine living in the middle of the country, far away from sand and sun and seagulls. I think I might just take another little trip this week.