An itty-bitty personal ad.

Confession: my obsession with writing personal ads for things that no one would ever write a personal ad for is spinning slightly out of control. First I wrote a personal ad for my ideal home… which is how I came to live at Hoppy House. Hoppy House! I love Hoppy...

This post may not have a point.

It’s Sunday. I don’t have to have a point. Tracing memories. This past Tuesday I sent you all on a mission to reread and mock mercilessly brainstorm ways to revise an old post of mine as part of our whole ongoing Blogging Therapy series thing. The post in...
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