With our daughter out of town visiting her grandma for three weeks, my husband and I have a rare amount … Continue reading A Walk Through the Cellar
Before you read the rest of this post, here is what I want you to know.
I love my Dad. Continue reading Making Amends
Moms are at times so insane because we are responsible for keeping another person alive! We become Mama Bears, or Helicopter Parents or Dragon Mothers because we have to. And it doesn’t matter if you’ve spent 9 months growing this person inside your body, or if you adopted, or had a surrogate, or whatever the case may be. The minute you become MOM, shit changes. Continue reading Panic at the Disco.
Georgie was hard to miss. Dark curls sitting like a crown atop his head. Eyes so brown and deep you swear they’re seeing right through you. Olive skin, a nod to his Italian heritage. You know what really attracted me though? He looked like he smelled good. I’m not kidding. He looked like he would have one of those natural scents that were jam-packed with pleasant pheromones. Continue reading Start in the Middle.