I’ve always loved to read. When I was little, my mom had to strictly enforce “no books at the dinner table” and “no reading after bedtime” rules. (Which, apparently my dad was right. Reading by my dim little nightlight did strain my eyes. Oops.) It only follows then that I adore public libraries. I’ve beenRead the whole post >>
Breaking Up with Twitter.
Dear Twitter, It’s not you, it’s me. Really. I’m not just saying that. Maybe if I had more self-control, it could have worked out. Maybe if I didn’t check you twelve billion times a day, we’d have been together forever. Maybe if you weren’t so darn addictive, I wouldn’t be writing this letter. But, theRead the whole post >>
The One With the Pile of Crap.
See, rounded corners even make old onions and rotten apple cores pretty! (What’s that? The snow helps? NO! It’s all the rounded corners! Lah lah lah I can’t hear you.) [I’ve been meaning to write this post for ages, and now I’ve waited for so long that our compost pile is completely covered in snow.]Read the whole post >>
A Few Letters.
Dearest Body – Dude. I had NO IDEA how weak you are what you are capable of. No sugar, flour, or dairy for two days was insanely difficult. And all that YOGA. Man. You are all kinds of awesomeness. (I don’t judge you for insane chocolate cravings. And buying a bag of chocolate chips forRead the whole post >>
Irony. Also, Me Minus Makeup +Wet Hair.
The day after posting about how we reduce our costs and live [somewhat] simply… taken in photobooth, hence the quality. but: PHOTOBOOTH. i’d buy the computer just for that. (In our my defense, our other Mac is quickly dying. And Mike considered this an investment in my baby graphic design business. Wait, I don’t designRead the whole post >>
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