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there’s a ring on my finger

When I got in my car to go to work this morning, alone for the first time in days, I didn’t know what to listen to. I couldn’t remember what I was interested in. I wasn’t sure what motivated me, what blog posts were still to be written, or where I left off on Thursday…

being a girl is fun: an inside look at a trip to the gyno

So you’re sitting in a busy office waiting room, waiting to have your lady bits poked and prodded by a metallic piece of equipment. There are children running around, remaining successfully un-caught by their mothers who are already another 5 months pregnant. There are very important-looking ladies having very important-looking hushed conversations on their cell…

hay days.

Yesterday, I skipped the gym in an attempt to get home early and rest. On the way, I got notification that hay was being delivered at our farm over the hill and I could meet them there. It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas Summer! I stopped at home first and got a bucket…