today is my aunt charla’s birthday. i need a separate blog, years long, to really convey the love and importance of charla in my life. she lived with us when i was young. back then i’d get scary fevers where i’d believe the coffee table was coming to...
i can’t believe it’s been five years. five years of flowerbomb sweetening ladies who lunch with its melange of heady freesia, jasmine, and rose; a touch of patchouli added for the recycled bag and hybrid driving type. to celebrate the fragrance’s...
i had a terrible dream this weekend that somebody famous died. awful. the last time i had a nightmare like this was eleven years ago. i dreamt i watched edward kennedy die. a horrendous accident. i somehow saw it happen, but can’t remember the exact manner of...
