Monday, man. Monday was a rough one. I’m not allowed to panic (anymore) yet until we take a blood test and get results, but all signs are pointing to bad news for Noah. Only I could turn an innocuous voicemail from the vet about reasons he doesn’t walk straight into a full-fledged, laying on the […]
Since I have such a fondness of contemplating life (every. damn. corner. of. it.), it shouldn’t surprise anyone that in these last final moments before Eggroll makes her appearance, I am thinking about my current place in time. I’m 33 years old. That’s not old, but it sure isn’t 22. I have a mortgage (actually […]
Can you believe it has already been a year since I stuck my flag in the Truly, Margaret Mary blog? I can’t! On one hand, this year has flown by so fast. On the other, I feel like I’ve lived seven lifetimes since last holiday season. It has taken almost this long for me to find […]