Life is always changing. Our options and opinions change with it, sometimes slowly over long periods of time or as quickly as a moment passes.
I hate orange juice. As a general rule, the smell and taste of it is almost enough to turn my stomach if not at least make me turn up my nose unless it’s been mixed with a healthy helping of Prosecco. So, it’s especially strange that I’ve been drinking 2+ glasses of pulpy orange juice… Continue reading bottomless orange juice & other cravings
In a lot of ways, it feels like I’m a first-timer: It’s been twelve heckin’ years since I was pregnant last.
I felt certain I’d have done anything to make time move faster.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to slow time down, now.