There is nothing better than snowshoeing, dreaming, shooting guns, playing games and laughing heartily to fill the soul. The fella and I just got back from a week in Oregon,
There is nothing better than snowshoeing, dreaming, shooting guns, playing games and laughing heartily to fill the soul. The fella and I just got back from a week in Oregon,
I haven’t written much about Christmas this year (unlike most years, when i inundate the Internet with sappy posts about love and snow) and until now, I didn’t really know
I love to cook. I really, truly do. Our cousins, knowing this fascinating tidbit about me, gave me this piece of wonderment: Trouble is, the cute little cutters don’t actually
…so here you go.
Prompt: Appreciate. What’s the one thing you have come to appreciate most in the past year? How do you express gratitude for it? This is a good one for me,
So, December 3rd and 4th tie in perfectly together, and since I’m already behind, I might as well lump ’em in and act like it was planned, right? Right. So
I shot guns. But you knew that. This post is mostly to assuage my guilt for not having written more fun fluff here. I miss it. I miss you. But,
…we’ve been in four states. …I caught a cold that made normal every-January colds cringe in fear. …we lost Honey (Adam’s beloved grandma). …we spent much-needed family tree time with
My mom and dad just let me know that Aspen “went for a walk” on Thursday and never came back. I am heartbroken. When the Linthicum family moved to an
(Valerie’s right. I should hate it here, and sometimes I kinda do. But mostly I love living in the O.C., and since I would rather focus on love than hate,