finding joy in the little things
to commemorate our fourth year being wed (and not murdering each other, which for two strong-headed, sassy spouses is a feat, let me tell ya), aaron dusted off the coupons he had received who knows how many months ago at work to promote jj’s on the plaza to guests of the hotel. it took all of … Continue reading rich people things
perhaps if you’re a parent who is rich (or emotionally stable), frequent dates are the norm for you. but for those of us who don’t have extra funds to spend on sitters, and instead rely on free help from family when they’re available (or for those of us who just aren’t quite ready yet to … Continue reading 12 dates of christmas (#6)
if i wasn’t already convinced that we are a spur-of-the-moment-decision-making family, the adoption of wilder grey made it abundantly clear that that was who we have always been (and would likely always be). after disliking cats (or thinking i did, anyway) for as long as i can remember, i was surprised that choosing to rehome ol’ … Continue reading the day we got wilder
when your mother has been a potterhead (a term i’ve strangely never felt comfortable using, but it sure beats saying something as boring as “a harry potter fan,” y’know?) since the ’98 united states release of the series, your childhood is bound to involve a bit of magic. okay, a lot of magic. okay, they’re the … Continue reading fantastic beasts
file this under: annual kansas city events we always mean to attend, but never do. until today. bundled our snot-nosed babe in his winter coat, headed down to crown center, and stood with the rest of the city (or the folks who showed up, at least) beneath the fireworks and twinkle lights. it was every … Continue reading the mayor’s christmas tree
just your average spotted-a-kansas-city-zoo-highway-billboard, remembered-we-had-memberships, learned-the-koalas-would-be-leaving-at-the-end-of-the-month, drop-everything-you’re-doing-and-go-see-those-koalas trip to the zoo. y’know, the usual. Continue reading zip-a-dee-zoo-day
blasted hamilton’s “my shot” on the drive to the church we had been assigned to vote at, but it didn’t help. stood in line with my fellow kansas citians. tried like hell to feel something — anything — other than sick to my stomach, but all i could do was think of the terrible way … Continue reading election day
