That’s really the only way I can describe it this year. I feel like all the holidays got together and decided that a sneak attack would be the best possible
That’s really the only way I can describe it this year. I feel like all the holidays got together and decided that a sneak attack would be the best possible
I’m sitting in the dark, lit only by the glow of my laptop and the colored lights from our baby Christmas tree. The night feels settled and slumbering, as though
…because I like kisses and snowdrifts and giggles and Christmas and Adam.
I’ve always thought of myself as a strong and steady type. Someone who’s centered and sensible, rough and ready. I don’t know where I got that idea, though, because I’m
Remember how I was feeling all stressed and crazy and completely incapable of rational thought? Well, that last part hasn’t really changed, but the stress and the crazy is greatly
I know, I know. I have not been here in 12 days, a fact that is as distressing to me as I’m sure it is to you, my Internet-peeps. Or
In the last few days, on Ye Olde Search Engine, multiple people searched “cute conservatives” and found this blog. I feel so fulfilled.
Today is the first chilly day of fall, which makes me want to snuggle with my honey and drink a latte. I feel scattered, distracted, as though the items on
I was talking with an acquaintance the other day who gave her reason for everything she does in life: “It’s all about relationship”. This phrase rolled around in my head
Lately several people have asked me for my review of Julie and Julia. Actually, that’s completely untrue. Nobody’s asked, which is why I’m dying to tell you and get it