This is what happens when you adopt the neighborhood stray who survived on nothing but garbage for the second half of her first year.
We normally shut our garbage can in the guest bathroom, but after years of doing so (we’ve had her five years now), WE’RE TIRED OF IT.
My wonderful friend Rema sent me this cute, thoughtful note to cheer me on while I battle infertility.
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I’m writing this on a whim without taking time to ask permission for posting pictures of my friends, so you’ll have to enjoy this through my words alone.
My friends. They are […]
When I was wee, I forever wanted to cut the flowers in outside our house and put them in a vase inside. My mom rarely allowed me to do this (though I sometimes snuck some into little containers in my Barbie houses, where they’d stand in as giant flowers and out of […]
I had a surprise bright-and-early breakfast visit with three of my favorite boys. Joshy, on the left, renamed me “Gentry” last fall, and I’m pretty sure it’s my name for life. I approve.
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