Swoons: early morning quiet with coffee, hot fudge sundaes, Gap classic t’s, fireplaces, country roads (and the song of the same name, thanks to Dad’s West Virginia roots). Little boys in shirts and ties. And smooching sleeping babies.
I love singing THIS MUCH, but cannot carry a tune, which seems painfully unfair to me.
I’m horrible with names. Don’t be offended. That part of my brain just does not work.
GPS was the best thing ever invented: I have no sense of direction. I get lost leaving my table at restaurants.
I love to grow things and the smell of fresh herbs. I love to cook and watch bread rise. I love that my husband still puts up with me. I love giggling with my boys and cuddling all together, and staying up past our bedtime.
I’m prayers before dinner, God Bless America and a nice set of pearls, please.
I write love stories for my kiddos, and, lucky me, people turn them into books.
Motherhood. Author. Best jobs ever.
Blessings all around.