Oh yes, I’ll gladly start my day with breakfast on the porch with this handsome feller. My life is good.

It’s a lovely Monday morning. After weeks of waking to dreary, wet, grey days, these last few sunny mornings have felt like a gift from heaven to me. All the sunny, warm wonderfulness was made a bit better with Blueberry Banana Baked Oatmeal. I’m happy. This past weekend we adventured into the woods. We packed… Continue reading summer days

For as long as I can remember I’ve been getting them. The entire process is awkward, it hurts, and when I was little they were simply another reason for others to tease me. I’ve gotten over that last part. Promise. But I haven’t gotten over the awkward and hurt parts. And how much I dislike… Continue reading Folks, that beauty is a cold sore.

It felt like summertime because I woke to the noise of a fan (our upstairs gets incredibly warm incredibly fast) and I only grew up with fans in the bedroom on hot, sticky nights when they were most needed. It felt like summertime because The Husband and I rode bikes down to the park here… Continue reading today felt like summertime