I am not sure how long ago this story started. Maybe six months. Maybe, really, … four…? I guess it doesn’t matter. Although, it would be nice to know how long I have given my mental energy away. We have a little rooftop balcony. For a very long time it was barren. Slowly we started…
I am settled into my new place enough that I have started cooking. My kitchen is smaller than I am used to. Believe me, it is a normal size kitchen. It’s just… well… I have a lot of stuff. I think four cupboards and two drawers are filled with spices and flours and different kinds…
I like girly things. Not girly like ruffles and pink and teddy bears. Girly like perfumes and make-up and body scrubs and a nice silk blouse or cashmere. I like book clubs and tea parties. But, I am not a fan of baby or bridal showers. I put “hearts” and “xoxo’s” in my texts. But,…
