January 6th
2:58 PM
2:58 PM
uh huh
November 17th
12:25 PM
12:25 PM
5th of April, 1997
We said goodbye to our friend and began our two-mile walk home. Jeez, it was so fucking hot outside. The sun beat down on the back of my neck as I was sure it did the same to Dan’s. That didn’t stop us from holding hands. Cos that’s what you were supposed to do with someone of whom you were “going out” with exclusively. There were times when our hands got way too sweaty, and we’d have to wipe our palms on our jeans. He’d laugh, and I’d giggle nervously as he put my hand back in his again.
October 19th
4:50 PM
4:50 PM
home early
Four hours early, to be more specific—which means the husband and I get to enjoy coffee & pajamas and rain pouring down:
That’s falling off the awning in our backyard.
October 18th
9:56 PM
9:56 PM
last night: the pre-1-year wedding anniversary
views from our hotel taken with an iPhone 3GS
October 4th
8:54 PM
8:54 PM
Peg: The light concealing cream goes on first, then you blend and blend and blend. Blending is the secret. More concealing for you? But your complexion is so fair. Now this has a touch of lavender in it. Give it a try here. Close enough. OK. This should do the trick.
Mom & I always like to quote Peg when she smacks it all on Edward’s face: “Darn this stuff!”
September 13th
2:02 PM
2:02 PM
Homemade yogurt biscuits with fresh blackberry butter spread. Sips of Cafe Du Monde’s coffee & chicory. What a lovely, cozy Sunday morning it was.
August 26th
9:58 PM
9:58 PM
“When threatened to be taken away from you, love is the worst quake I know. It can crush you to the thickness of your bones. Love can be a tumor sometimes. Terminal. It can make you vomit. It can make you want to cut it out. It can take you over against your will.”
— from Francesca Lia Block’s Quakeland
