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I think it’s safe to say that for me, when it comes to shopping, I’m not like most people. Read the rest of this gem…
I think it’s safe to say that for me, when it comes to shopping, I’m not like most people. Read the rest of this gem…
When I was in middle school, our stereotypically gender ambiguous physical education teacher used to make us spread out in an even grid on the gym floor to await instructions before every class. Read the rest of this gem…
So. Remember last Friday when I was all complainy and introspective and basically asked you to figure out my life? Read the rest of this gem…
Hey.
Have you ever taken x-rite’s online color challenge?
Before you go running out my virtual blog door, hang on a sec. Read the rest of this gem…
Look. The fact that this post happens to be appearing on Valentine’s Day is pure coincidence. With the home-cooked meal we’ll share tonight, accompanied by a glass (or two) of red wine, followed by a piece (or two) of exceptional chocolate my mom sent us, this night really won’t be different from many others. Read the rest of this gem…
Tap, tap.
This thing on? Read the rest of this gem…
I’m starting to realize that the act of making long-term plans over which I actually have very little control is kind of like watching for shooting stars through my sunroom skylights — Read the rest of this gem…
If there’s one consistent thing I’m learning about life as I get older, it’s that people — myself included — will be very quick to vocalize exactly how (and where, and when, and for what) you should be living. Read the rest of this gem…
So okay.
You might be wondering why you haven’t gotten an update from me about our home renovation situation since we initially launched our assault on the wallpaper and mint green carpet back in December. Read the rest of this gem…