Unraveling Hem
Hold on, hold on to yourself…this is gonna hurt like hell. Her lyrics are so pure that they actually pull at my soul some times. This is one of those songs and her voice is perfect. Enjoy. That’s all from the laundry room. Breathe.
Hold on, hold on to yourself…this is gonna hurt like hell. Her lyrics are so pure that they actually pull at my soul some times. This is one of those songs and her voice is perfect. Enjoy. That’s all from the laundry room. Breathe.
Tradition. I like tradition, not in a weird conservative, never change even though something is based in ignorance or hurtful to others, but real tradition. Happenings, ceremonies or routines that bond friends, a family, a culture, even a country. I think that’s important. Tradition has recently put a bad taste in some people’s mouths because,…
One of the great challenges while raising children is helping them become adults without making mini versions of ourselves. I don’t want my children to be like me. I want them to learn from me and hopefully they’ve listened to some of my less than brief ramblings, but what I want most for them, aside…
I had a spray tan for the first time yesterday. If you know me, I’ll pause and give you a moment to laugh your ass off. Okay, moving on. I’m Irish and German, probably the last two nationalities that come to mind when you think gorgeous cocoa butter skin. Not a lot of us in…
Well, I’m 40, have been for almost 7 months now. It’s official and I’m really good with it. A few weeks before the big day, I informed Michael that I just didn’t want to do it. I had chosen not to turn 40…just no. As if I had a choice. What kind of psychotic control…