It’s been about a month since I got bangs and here are my thoughts on the matter:
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BANGS!
January is a tough one. December is her manic sister who flits wildly from party to event, never taking a moment to breathe, while January is dark and broody and kind of fat.
Merry Christmas! Here’s to rosy cheeks, mulled wine and great memories.
Every year I say we’re going to reign in the holiday spending but then every year the credit card statements come rolling in in January and it kind of sucks.
We just got back from a week in the frigid prairies, visiting my mom and dad in Regina. (I had forgotten how AWFUL the winters are there. Really, there are no words to describe the horror.
My Grandma and Grandpa used to live in a yellow farm house in small-town Saskatchewan and it had a tire swing in the gully, a big rock we’d have picnics on, and a massive ant hill down the dirt road that we would
