Around This Time of Year
Twelve years ago I was friends with Eric, just friends. We had started to spend more time together in the fall of 1997 and it was becoming clear to both of us that we were really the best of friends. Eric would come over to my parent's house (we were still in high school) and we would sit in my room for hours and talk and laugh until it was time for him to go. I spent pretty much every spare moment with him.Around Thanksgiving of that year I had begun to suspect that it was more than just a friendship we had been building. I wasn't quite sure how to proceed with this unique fellow who had somehow become quite important to me. I suspected that he felt the same way.On

Thanksgiving Review
Yesterday was Thanksgiving. Once again Eric and I tossed away our history degrees and decided to celebrate the festivities based on the notion of being thankful. Eric's parents are in town and they came over for a vegan feast as well as plenty of cuddle time with their sweet granddaughter. My family was out of town, celebrating with family in another Wyoming town.I started out early bakin

Happy Day
Happy Thanksgiving everyone. I hope you are having a wonderful day.

Charmed By My Own Self
Last night I was looking through a pile of papers from when I was in grade school. My mother saved a ton of stuff. I like to look through the papers periodically and charm myself with my self. It's self indulgent, but what are you gonna do?Yes, the title of this book does indeed read, Prepare Yourself to See Good Grade. Included in this pile of papers were a small book that I made a

Two Months and Barefoot Babies
At 9:44am Cordelia is two months old! I can't believe it. I seriously feel as though it's only been a couple of days. She is already a completely different little girl than the one we brought home. She feels more of this world, less ethereal. Does that make sense? I guess at first I felt like I was holding some mythic being, like a baby unicorn or something like that, but now she feels like our daughter.