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Hot, Hot Heat

It's one of those days. A no make-up, overalls kind of day. Justin is at his parents house doing his laundry there because he believes our washer and dryer are spawn of Satan. Fair enough. I've been doing laundry here, listening to Phantom of the Opera while I shower, and loving on my kitties. The… Continue reading Hot, Hot Heat

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Where We Go At Night

A few days ago, earlier in the week, I came home from work and I felt an inward part of myself completely shutting down. My husband was talking to me but I wasn't hearing anything. I didn't want to cook dinner. I didn't want to fold laundry. I didn't want to make sure the dogs… Continue reading Where We Go At Night