As I’ve mentioned, I’m turning thirty next month. It’s a big number that freaks me out. Don’t comment that 30 is the new 20, or some other goop, because I’m still going to feel anxious about having my next birthday. I don’t think I’m worried about being old, per se, but I feel like being…
Category: Meandering to the Beat of My Own Cowbell
It Almost Feels Like Spring
Just over a month ago, I was in England as spring really got rolling there. Considering we left Alberta on a snowy day that was preceded by the worst blizzard of our entire winter, the change was delightful. The Electrician and I were amazed by how green everything in the UK was, and the fact…
Blue Speckled Pup 