Can you believe we’ve already zipped through the first week of April already? I mean, I had just gotten use to writing February, then March whizzed by and now we’re making a dent in April. I guess my grandma was right when she tried to explain time moves faster as you age. You have to agree, it was very hard to believe when waiting for summer vacation.
With the notion that time flies as you age and the memory must too, I wanted to start documenting life’s little adventures…the bourbon I’m sampling, the chocolate I’m tasting, the sights I’m taking in or whatever else comes my way. So here it goes!
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I'm beginning to think I subconsciously take the summers off from here. Almost as if I'm desperately trying to hold onto my child... -
Around 4 o'clock this afternoon all I could think about was a slab of cake with chocolate frosting. Considering I had planned to stop... -
Via We had the pleasure of meeting Sandy over the weekend. You may have heard a bit about her. When I moved to the District, I never ima... -
As you may recall, I tried let my inter artist out. Well the more I looked at that painting above the bed, the more I just didn't like ... -
Some nights you come from home a day and all you want is a comforting drink. For some may that may equal opening a bottle of wine and enjo...
