I used to think I was born in the wrong century. Why couldn’t I be born in the Colonial Era, when baking, sewing, and finding a husband before you were twenty was the main concern for a young lady, and they weren’t expected to learn maths or how to fill out a voter registration form?… Continue reading A Post for the New Year
My heart and belly are full today. I didn’t know that it was possible to be so happy. It’s not just the amazing bursts of joy that make me slide through the kitchen singing bouncy songs because I figured out a story timeline, or the emotional high from an especially lively Skype chat and a… Continue reading Thankfulness All Sorts
21. Peace The girls are playing the Tangled video game. 22. Tradition Once a year; usually around summer or Christmas break. I think we’ve been slacking, though, because a lot of my little siblings don’t remember seeing it before. This must be remedied. 23. Scarf My elusive circle scarves that took forever to come in… Continue reading Capturing December 21st-25th
13: Family Little love bug fell asleep in the car during our post-work-meeting/shopping excursion. ^.^
This is really late. I finished this drama some time ago, but… well, you don’t want to hear about work troubles. Just read on for the review! One for Secret Garden should be soon to follow! Hangul: 별을 따다 줘 English: Stars Falling From the Sky or Wish Upon a Star or Pick the Stars… Continue reading Stars Falling From the Sky – Korean Drama Review
Sa rang hal ju reun mol la sseeooooooohhhh!
This is the conversation I had in the car with my recently-turned-twelve-year-old-sister. She: I took a picture of a hot guy for you today. Me: What? When? You were home while I was at work and I’ve been with you the rest of the time. Did you actually stalk a hot guy for me? She:… Continue reading Why My Sister is Awesome
CAUTION: IMAGE LADEN POST!!!
iWrote again.
Letter Challenge Day Five – My Dreams Dear Dream… You’re a little porch on a house with a garret. Inside is an older me with a glass of iced tea. I’m calling people up to invite them to dinner as I chide a Hobbit-looking child for clutching my leg too tight. I can do that… Continue reading Dear Dreams
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