Today, the world’s most perfect Philip Joseph is 35. Thirty-five. Considering what a youthful youth he was when we first met, that number seems positively made up. (But as Suzy pointed out last night, I’ll always be older. And as P.J. pointed out- much older.) Since we first started celebrating birthdays together, I’ve made a habit of emailing him throughout the day and listing the reasons I’m downright bonkers for him. (It was a tad easier in his middle twenties, {Read More}
3 reasons I’m not blogging today.
May 12, 2016 By Leave a Comment
I’m not blogging today. Here are 3 very good, quite legit reasons: 1) It’s raining. Like, again. Like, it’s like the Pacific Northwest on crack this week. (Ease up on the fog cover, Grumpy Bear. You’re making everyone cry.) 2) I’m done with words for the week. I’ve been done with words for the week since Tuesday morning at 8:36 a.m., or thereabouts. 3) I took a six year-old to a 3 act ballet last night. It was an exceptional {Read More}
