Leap and the net will appearÂ
My village. My friends. My family. I’ve talked and blogged about my village ad nauseam. If I ever win a major award I won’t have to write a speech, I can just go copy and paste.
It’s not the cold, it’s the kidmidity
Today may have broken me. I was about ten seconds from huddling in a closet and refusing to come out until other people did all of the adulting for me, leaving me with nothing to do but watch Jane the Virgin and drown my frustrations in a half-gallon of double fudge ripple.
This moment
I probably won’t remember this.
The soft fuzz of your head tucked under my chin as you nestle yourself closer against my body. The faint smell of milk and your mouth opening as you try to find your way.
Day in the life – Snowmageddon edition
8:30 am: Lorelei and I have already screamed at each other over the quantity of honey on her waffle.
9:00 am: It’s not even snowing, it is sleeting. Freezing raining. A few flakes mix in occasionally, but mostly it’s sleet.
#TBT – HOSPITAL EDITION
Rowan’s hospital visit had me reminiscing about my own three-day stay when I was six years old. Â I don’t really recall the breathing difficulties that landed me there – it blends in with so many other episodes in those years. Â But I remember quite a bit from the hospital.
Why snow serious?
Whew.  Things got a little heavy for a minute.  Let’s move on.
There is a chance of a flurry tonight, which means we need to cancel life.