Domestic

Took a tiny siesta to go back to the midwest in the middle of cicada season. Love is love, am I right? I did yard work for the first time in my 37 years and I gotta tell you - domestic life is not for me. And this isn't because I'm dainty or that I... Continue Reading →

catch me if you can

I have had a whirlwind of a week.  Did a little brunching, did a little wine tasting, did a little line dancing, did a little celebrating, did a little sun tanning in 110 degree weather.  Also, a bartender tried to kill me.  He failed...but A for effort.  This time of year is a bit crazy... Continue Reading →

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