I’m in a Thruple
I’ve had a shaky relationship with yoga, at best. There was a time when we were hot and heavy, seeing each other two to three times a day for over a year. The rest of my life was falling apart, and I thought yoga would save me. It didn’t. So, we broke up and didn’t
Hand in the Cookie Jar
Day 2 of the commitment to write every day before our wedding and I am winning. Today, I am doing it. Butt is in the chair and today I am writing. The Beast? Absolutely. This morning the Beast decided it was an emergency to research Polaroid cameras for kids. On the walk this morning, Kelly and
