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Thirty Five Reasons to Celebrate 35.

This week I am celebrating thirty-five years of life. THIRTY-FIVE years, my people. This is craziness! I remember looking at thirty-five year olds, thinking they were…well, mature. Like, REALLY mature. Ha! Not this girl. I am still a twenty-two-year-old in so many ways. I still think of myself as the young, flirtatious, fun twenty year old that… read more

Why Do You Cry, Mama?

It’s Saturday and it’s still early. I get up and make some coffee, and lay out my still-sleeping daughter’s clothes for her Christmas program. Everything is fine, until I go online to check my e-mail, and that’s when I see the pictures. The heartbreaking pictures of yesterday’s shooting. We don’t watch the news at our house, and barely any tv, so this is the first… read more

Love, Life, and the Death of a Friend.

I sat down at the end of the day to write about my successful shopping trip that I had yesterday, and how I had scored a ton of produce, for very cheap. I was excited to share my findings, and my photos with you. That was, until late last night, when I recieved the news that an… read more