monday happy to you m’loves! southern california had its first warm weekend in what felt like a decade. the neighborhood bustled with the ringing bells of beach cruisers, the clinking of margarita tumblers, impromptu front porch, procescco parties, and the ever...
shock. tears. depression. rage. insanity. a bakery visit. or two. public display of insanity. a brief ‘loss of time’. more sweet and safe. taking to bed. finding the perfect anti-depressant. Similar posts:red, white, and happyhop to it.it's a windy day in...
if you looked in my bathroom drawers, you’d think i’d be a wizard at the sun-kissed face, the glossy lip and the come hither eye. but i have neither the skills nor time to keep a post hotel du cap summer flush, or nights in black satin stare. i could open...
i can’t thank you enough for the messages, comments, calls and gifts. losing truman was such a shock. he went to bed last saturday night with {what we thought} was the health of a pup. he definitely had the demeanor and show of dog with at least 3 or 4 years...
