* Almost immediately upon arrival, Emma attempted to wrap her arms around an old tree only to stumble and slide, mid-hug, down the length of the tree trunk. The insides of both arms are scraped. So is her chest. * Lying on this beach is a lot like being in a beehive. Everything bustles. * […]
Well, suffice it to say that this week has been up, and it’s been down. There’s almost too much to write at the moment and I’m too pooped to even think. Let’s just say it involves career choices mixed in with a dollop of hangwringing and anxiety. Unrelated: I usually don’t laugh out loud while […]
I have to jot this down otherwise I’m likely to forget it. Sarah says she likes “maymaise” a.k.a. mayonnaise on her fish and chips. My lord it�s so cute that I don’t want to correct her. In fact, I encourage her to say it. She’s going to go to university saying “maymaise” because of this. […]