marriage

marriage

three years gale-force into our marital sweet, and hunkiest still rocks the robin in my treehouse. but sometimes, i swear i need rosetta stone to understand the words that come out of his mouth. smooch it out wednesday m’loves!     Similar...
something happening here

something happening here

it’s in the air, it’s twinkling in the trees, dewing up coming up from the grass; i can feel it on my skin. a change. a subtle whiff of fall is finally moseying her way into southern california. specks of cedar and pine fragrant the street from...
mayday! mayday!

mayday! mayday!

man down. s stomach flu. me. last 36 hours. in the process of developing a newly found, unnatural relationship with my bathroom floor; i also carved out, new bikini abs, perfect for summer. silver lining kind of girl. Similar posts:they shoot horses don't...