My kids got to MEET FRED PENNER this weekend. I had to work so missed this special moment but Steve was there to bask in the glory.
Merry Christmas! Here’s to rosy cheeks, mulled wine and great memories.
I don’t have the words to convey just how blown away I was by a tsunami of love yesterday.
Some dear friends threw me a beautiful garden party to celebrate my 30th birthday.
OK. So January kind of sucked.
Ha! When will I learn not to boast about good health? The minute after our last holiday guest left, Steve started barfing. Then it was Avelyn’s turn, then Karenna’s, then mine.
So, I bought some skinny jeans. And Steve HATES them.