Twenty-Seven.

A long overdue letter to my favourite human being: {For his 27th birthday, August 15th. The fourth time we've gotten to ring in his birthday together!} Sweetheart, It's been 3 years since I got to wish you a happy 24th birthday at midnight. It's been 3 years since I first really wondered what would ┬ábecome… Continue reading Twenty-Seven.

Over.

Over whelmed. Over committed. Over booked. Over it. If there are any of you 'readers' left out there, I imagine you've noticed that I {we} haven't been posting much lately. I'm sorry. John's gotten a new job. Which is awesome! Especially since 2 weeks after he started we found out they'd laid off 70/90 people… Continue reading Over.