Tag Archives: Dancing

Baby Got B(ack)iscuits

Today my buttermilk was one day past the expiration date. So I did the only thing that seemed appropriate for such a situation. Husband stared on with a smirk on his face, an expression of amusement mixed with a healthy … Continue reading

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Shadow Dancing

If one were to look out their window on a sunny afternoon into the cul-de-sac where Carter and I stand four days a week waiting for his bus, roughly between 12:15 and 12:25, they may be in for a strange … Continue reading

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