Cellulitis; A Love Story

Yowsers. So much to share since last post. We are moving. It’s just something we like to do when I am in my last trimester. I think it’s probably because I am so sweet and gentle and never complain. I am also very organized, but not demanding, and really make the experience special for everyone. […]

Help, I’ve been shot! (or something)

“What if it’s permanent?” As soon as he said the words, the firefighter looked like he would give a kidney to take them back. Our eyes met. We both sputtered.  He tried desperately to set my mind at ease, saying things he didn’t really mean, “Babe, I don’t really think that.” and “I forgot who […]