Well. This is a doozy. My grandma Susi was a teacher, my grandma Jackie was a librarian. My mom and aunts are avid readers. This family looooves to read. I remember staying up with a light under the blankets to... Continue Reading →
When one speaks with a British accent, you sound instantly more clever and attractive. Fact. Your IQ level hasn't changed a whit, and your teeth may be in twelve different directions, but you sound like a philosopher, a poet, a... Continue Reading →
My guitar...my Giants jersey...my favorite childhood book I can still read over and over, "The Ramsey Scallop," my ipod, my favorite pair of earrings...my photo albums of Europe and Central America. My Bible. My cowboy boots. A box of my... Continue Reading →