She’s an old soul, Adele. She writes emotionally honest music and when I need to get lost in something, I get lost in her voice. This is the song I sing in the shower, much to my dog’s door-scratching protests.
Monthly Archives: November 2011
This is what I find sitting on my kitchen counter. It was covered in plastic wrap. So thoughtful of the generous little forker. It took me a while to catch on to this scheme, but my children will do this: leave a sliver of dessert after consuming the majority of it. I used to think it...