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…
One time I saw my doctor (yep, this one) at the grocery store and it totally creeped me out. Read the rest of this gem…
So The Bloggess recently wrote a post in which she mentioned a Facebook meme that stated:
When I first moved here and Justin was still working in North Carolina, I made the mistake of consecutively watching all five seasons of Six Feet Under while living in an unfamiliar house, alone, save for a couple of scruffy mutts and my own deepening existential thoughts. Read the rest of this gem…
Sunday, 2:00 a.m.
Dear College Boys Next Door: Read the rest of this gem…
I’m going to be honest here.
The travel bug has bit me but hard in recent weeks. Read the rest of this gem…