I don’t ever want to be anything but honest. So here is an honest story about my struggle with the dishes. The overflowing sink full of soap suds disguize the patterns that paint the beautiful color and the true peaceful and happy emotions the dirty dishes could posses. Inside the tub lay hidden knifes ready… Continue reading Doing the dishes.
It sure has been a while since I have blogged anything. (My fattest apologies goes to my followers.) The packing, the moving, the chaos of getting a house ready to be returned to the rental market had me like “AAAAAAAAH!!” Pulling my unicorn colored hair out. But as always, in the end, it works out.… Continue reading Oh mi oh my!