lately…
That darned ol’ cup has been overflowing. I’ve had the delicious gift of… quality time.
south by midwest
Let’s talk biscuits. I love them. But, I do admit that I’m a biscuit snob.
don’t forget this.
Don’t forget to pause. Take a minute. Listen. Honestly, this thought runs endurance races in
little gifts.
I began bullet journaling at the beginning of the year. It’s given me the much
grover cleaner.
We’ve been looking for a couple months for a second farm dog. Over the Thanksgiving
just look around…
A couple months ago, I let our 11yo in on the nuances of believing. There
dst gives way to bs.
I will admit, I sure did enjoy “sleeping in” the extra hour on Sunday. My
we couldn’t find anything louder.
Up until last week, we had clarinet-thirty. Clarinet-thirty is the time when our 11yo gets
welcome to the a.s.s.
This morning, I woke up to Hank looking so sad and really defeated. “I forgot.