Sometimes I dislike any “timeline memories.” They can be a let down if, for example, Spring never exists and you go straight from Winter to Summer.
Happy Anniversary to us! One year of blogging, though April was bypassed due to constant bronchial sickness, a spout of ennui, and a bit of melancholy (it happens every year)– sounds like a witch’s spell. Haha!
We picked up two more khaki campbells (I can already tell one is a boy and one is a girl– super powers). Like actual children, you quickly forget how messy they are and how fast they grow.
Gotcha! Or maybe I should say healthier chocolate? I am a sucker for chocolate. But, most of it has been found to contain soy. Lots and lots of soy. Or sometimes even heavy metals depending on the soil.
To want someone to succeed and to help them do so, in my opinion, is an act of selflessness. They always say to be with someone that makes you feel the way you do when you see your favorite meal. And as much as I love tacos, I say, be with someone that no matter…
I thank Google everyday for helping me raise my little one. Not everyone has a village.
I sit here cuddled under a scarf that has sleeves, sipping on some delicious craft cinnamon whiskey in a duck shot glass, and I realize it has been nearly two weeks since I have logged on to write.
A lot can happen in a year.
I admit it. I have a problem to address. I love stuff. It may stem psychologically from my childhood, but everywhere I’d ever venture, I would come home with a bag of whatnot. It’s something we are truly working on. And now that we have a toddler, we realize exactly how much we accrue.
…So… I’ll sing them! Here’s an ode to Sam Cooke (the man knows my soul), “That’s it, I quit. I’m moving on…”