Yet somehow, we always look around and see one more thing that needs to be updated.
I’m still on the hunt for the perfect bar/restaurant, mechanic and some other places/people, but so far, I feel a lot more settled and “at home.”
I love this time of year, so it’s entirely possible the weather is adding to my ability to find humor in practically everything.
I love languages and have a passable knowledge of several, but I like to joke that the only ones I am fluent in are “movie quotes,” “sarcasm,” “song lyrics,” and “baby talk.”
One of the things that makes these early mornings tolerable is the utter and complete lack of traffic.
... I disliked having freckles. My mom insisted they were cute, but I wanted to be glamorous and beautiful. Cute was disappointing.
I am thrilled to witness a second generation of family at the same school.
I’m grateful to be healthy enough that the occasional ill-advised meal or snack won’t ruin me ...
I’d forgotten how happy I was to leave the bug-infested, steam-filled Mid-Atlantic.
Fans on both sides were holding their breath. The players were getting feisty with each other … I’m was driving home and struggling to breathe.