1. this honeydew. {especially that color.} 2. this crib. {and our very nearly six-month-old for still sleeping in it.} 3. this hummus. {because sometimes lunch means standing in the kitchen, staring into space, scooping…
The bruise is spreading like a slowly blooming jellyfish across my left hip. Dark purple and bright blue and blurry at the edges. It’s tender to the touch and my blue jeans put more…
I’ve decided that I’d like to take up longboarding. Blame it on some kind of delayed quarter-life crisis. Or my impending 31st birthday. Whatever the reason, I’m itching to try something new. The last…