Meet the Hurts.

Hi there! Welcome to my little corner of the web, I’m grateful you stopped in for a minute! My name is Mackenzie, but my friends call me Kenz. They also call me Kenzie, Mac, Mickey, Big Mac (shame on them), Lil Mac (there, that’s better), K-Bear, etc., but you can call me Kenz. I am a small-town-southerner-in-training. My husband and I moved to Laurel, Mississippi, and we’ve fallen in love with the charms, quirkiness and community this town holds.

I married my college sweetheart, Jim. I had a crush on him since the day I met him, and the rest is history. Ok, it was a bit more than just that. Perhaps I’ll write a blog post on our love story and refer you to that blog post in the near future? I’m writing this here now for future me because present me is forgetful. (Future me – well, now past me – remembered and documented our love story here). I digress. We’ve moved around a bit in our first year of marriage because of Jim’s internships and final year at Georgia Tech. We’re hoping to stay in one place for a while now that he’s graduated and working full time, and we’re thankful we’re going through life together. He’s my BFF and my biggest fan, and I love him! Also, we adopted a kitten, her name is Winnie Got Hurt (still trying to sell Jim on the middle name, we’ll see how it goes)!

I play Sudoku morning, noon, and night. It’s one of my favorite ways to de-stress. If I could solve Sudoku puzzles as a part-time job, I would. Probably make a pretty penny, too.

I’ve always been fascinated with the relationship between natural light + imagesĀ and writing has been a favorite pastime of mine for as long as I remember, so a blog seemed like a natural fit. Also, in an effort to keep everyone up to date since my husband and I have moved 12 hours from our home state of Virginia, we thought this an effective means for doing so! If you care to keep up with the Hurts life’s happenings, feel free grab a cup of coffee, take a seat, and stay a while.

P.S. We have spontaneous dance parties in our kitchen. There’s nothing much like boogieing one’s bootie off, am I right!?

Shake your groove thing.
Mr. & Mrs. James Hurt : May 23, 2015