one year
One year ago this past weekend, we hosted an awful welcome barbecue and then we went on to host a...
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Read MoreI did this: I did this because, for what felt like the fourteen millionth time inside the span of...
Read MoreOh, am I ever in a foul mood. I feel fouler than a duffle bag full of post-game rugby jerseys....
Read MoreThe beau had been traveling for work last week, so after he got home on Thursday night I told him about what Angie and Clare and Aisling had put together for International Women’s Day. I told him about the post I wrote for...
Read MoreI don’t know how or when it started, but the beau and I have a nightly ritual when we go to...
Read MoreIn a shining example of all that is good, pure, and holy about this here process of music-sharing, last week I fell in love with a band on Dana’s playlist named Beach Fossils. I’d never heard them before, yet I...
Read MoreLately, I have a real thing for hummus. I cannot get enough of it. I desire it with the heat of a trillion fiery suns. I want to fill a kiddie pool and marinate myself in a hummus bath. If I could inject it directly into my...
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