We’re out of milk today. See? It’s a miracle! Well, we weren’t out of milk this morning, but by the time I made a batch of miserably under-cooked pancakes [yes, I fail at pancakes every time, even though I use … Continue reading
If I die young, I do not want Poor Kyle to remarry. Yes, some wives do tell their husbands to remarry if the situation occurs. Some noble wives give their full blessing and support to their husbands’ remarriage. They’re sweet. … Continue reading
Eternal Grinding of the Stressed-Out Teeth: A Screenplay in One Act by Camille–Archives of Our Lives ACT I Scene 1: A newly married couple at a hotel on their wedding night, already in bed and on the brink of a … Continue reading
Poor Kyle and I attend church meetings every Sunday from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m. Almost everyone in our congregation (we call them “wards” [as in “mental ward,” only most of us aren’t insane. I am, of course…but that’s totally … Continue reading
I am mildly obsessed with doors; I am always on the lookout for doors with character–doors with soul. I like to decorate with doors, or even with photos of doors. I have photographed doors in Paris, London, Amsterdam, and a … Continue reading
…because of his bad behaviour. Did I forget to mention I am in Oregon this week? I’m in Oregon. Actually, our trip is almost over—it was just a short run down to Oregon to pick up trailers as part of … Continue reading
I live in Canada. Up here, pretty much everyone who has a house also has a basement. Basements are more rare in Arizona. In fact, growing up, I always dreamed of living in a house with stairs. That was my … Continue reading