Can’t talk. Must snoogle.

I would love to tell you all about my vacation; all about how I’ve just met Kira’s boys and yet—having “known” them virtually for five years—I feel as though I’ve known them their entire lives; how Kira is a lovely hostess...

Whirlwind

The invaders on my tomatoes were so horrible, I decided to run away from home. Actually, I’d decided to go before that particular discovery, but nonetheless, yesterday afternoon I got myself to the airport and got on a plane and crossed the country to check out...

The ciiiiiircle of liiiiiiife

Life keeps trucking along, despite my various concerns and issues. It’s funny, that way. Chickadee is somewhat improved since our frantic evening at Urgent Care and her shot of steroids. This means, of course, that she is still covered head-to-toe with rash, and...

Love grows up

So. Um. Yesterday was interesting. Chickadee spent the afternoon playing at a friend’s house, and when I picked her up, the girls—who had apparently spent the afternoon hiding in Pixie’s room, giggling, as tweens are wont to do—emerged and I...

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