Simple Pleasures

An early morning fog, so cold that it crystallizes the trees and transforms the world into something ethereal. A hot cup of coffee in my favorite coffee mug. A quiet morning. Glimpsing the little boys in my men children. My husband's sleepy eyes. Sweet-smelling lotions. Sunny days. 5 o'clock.


It’s Time to Tear Down Those Walls

Okay. The construction project I've been eluding to? Is our bathrooms. Our front bathroom is long and narrow - it's like peeing in a hallway. Our back bathroom, which is technically the "master" bath? Is tiny. Personally, our bathrooms don't bother me, but they've bothered Kevin since the moment we moved into our house. This …