It started with a chair. Well, two chairs if I am being honest, but if you get the reference above then we are automatically better friends than we were before you opened this post. More on that, later. Two years ago, just after we closed on our new home, I went with my parents to the Rago ...
This post is so hard to write. I know that I have some experience in writing hard posts, but this is a different kind of hard. Because although I have endured pain in the past year, there is unique, exquisite ache that comes with nostalgia, which is really the heart of this post. Nostalgia is defined as ...
28. Money A 7-year-old bottle of Essie Nailpolish in Castaway. purchased at the fabulous El Corte Ingles. In Barcelona. With Euros. European Monday. And, seven years later, when I catch a glimpse of this color on my toes I am brought back to Placa Catalunya, to the Barca Spring, walking in my Espadrilles and becoming a big girl. And, seven years later, the polish ...
New Year! I hope that two thousand and twelve brings you peace and love. And dance parties and belly laughs. And glitter. And baby kisses. And more love. And Happy Anniversary, to me. To us. For, on this night, seven years ago, I was on a plane, flying across the ocean, to a far away land, and to a new place, both literally ...
This morning, as the dogs snored from their perch in the windowsill, and the husband readied the house for the impending snowstorm, and the babe slept quietly by my side, I caught up with some old friends. And you know that scene up there? You know, the one in "Ghost Town", when Aidan and Carrie find themselves on the ...
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