embarrassing

long after today, i predict that the fragrance of lemongrass will bring me back to taking quinn to buy his first deoderant and my concurrent realization that i should really try to curtail my telling of such stories in public. and yet, i want to remember his assessment that, “i expected it not to be . . . → Read More: embarrassing

39 ~ letters in the sand

i had wanted to say more during women’s history month, but here we are slingshot into the month of april, and 2 of my 3 big events of the year have come and gone. quinn is 10! i am 39! and our wedding is a few short months away, for which we are giddy with . . . → Read More: 39 ~ letters in the sand