Blogvember #12 and #13: Le Weekend.

#12: That quote to the left about sums it up. Our sense of humor. Our laughter. Our love. (Because, yeah, I'd traipse through a fire and/or super humid room for her, fro or no.) Those times when la bestie utters words that change my life. My goals to always be there for her.  She arrived …


breathe deeply.

Why I walk through the stacks and inhale.  Why I meander through libraries and bookstores, often with no intention of reading or buying, just trailing my fingers down endless rows of spines and consuming the sweet aroma of books.  Why books can be desserts, too. (I dedicate this post to my beloved Ms. Lindquist, who …


Either way: a win-win. (Which one are you? Pessimist or Optimist? Assuage my curiosity and tell me in the comments, won't you?)


If this quote doesn't describe the current state of the weather in Somewheres, VA... And so I continue to await the first spring day with bated breath, gloves, my winter coat, and a giant scarf (sometimes two scarves). Yours in Still Stuck in Winter, This Square Peg

there is but one Paris…

"There is but one Paris and however hard living may be here, and if it became worse and harder even-the French air clears up the brain and does good-a world of good." Vincent Van Gogh