It’s amazing how I never really thought about ice cream. That is, of course, until I was told that my nut allergy meant that I couldn’t eat about 99.9% of the world’s ice cream. Adorable ice cream shops in small towns? Nope. Baskin Robbins? Forget about it. Any ice cream…
I have what you might call a bit of a sleeping problem. I blame a really weirdly wired brain, mostly. Well, that and a long multiple-jobbed filled day that starts early and requires copious amounts of cups of Joe. And probably having children who never like to go to sleep…
Her: I haven’t seen you in so long, Ali, how are you? Me: I’m wonderful. How are you? You look great! Her, waving her hands: PSHAW. Eh…I don’t really. I’m a mess, and I’m tired. But I wear really good concealer. Me: Okay, let’s try this again. I’m going to…
