B spent Saturday night with MomMom and Boppy (giving Mr and me time to clean out his room and vote some toys off the island before next Saturday.) When it started raining Saturday morning, MomMom, in a moment of pure … Continue reading →
My grandmother was married three times. I don’t know much about her first marriage. The third marriage was to my Grandfather. Her second marriage was to a man named Paul, who was, by all accounts, the love of her life.
SweetRickey has insisted, literally for years, that Elfa shelving from the Container Store is the cure for what ails you. Personally, I believe that new pajamas improve any situation, but she is my best friend, so I half listened, nodding, … Continue reading →