The Purloined Sweater

Since winter has hit, I’ve spent my weekends and evenings wearing The Electrician’s cast off hoodies. I suppose it’s a cliche for women to wear their sweeties’ sweaters, but I’m okay with that. There is something about zipping myself into one of his hoodies, which I swim in, that makes me feel cosy and secure….

Friday Furballs

Here we are, Friday night after a long and angsty week. After a long discussion that really went nowhere about what we wanted to do tonight, The Electrician and I decided to order take out from the Happy Garden, home of fabulous Chinese one neighbourhood over, and finish watching our last box set of Sons…