dreary March days making me nostalgic for sweet puppy faces. It's March? Really?! Already? What gave you the right, 2019. I’m not ready for this. I’m not ready for this weird, filler kind of month, with one measly holiday and... Continue Reading →
Day Seven Whoever this new me is got up and went to a gym class this Sunday morning. Halfway through, the banana and coffee I had slammed down earlier tried to make a second appearance, but I nervous giggled through... Continue Reading →
To know me is to know I am competitive. There is a lot of mellow in me, a lot of "I could lie on this beach for 24/24 hours every day," but then there is this side that says things... Continue Reading →
Sunglasses Always Fit 