A weekend trip to Santa Fe with my sweetheart.
I dreamt about a little house across the alley. It was pink stucco and dilapidated and I had fantasies about buying and renovating it. In the meantime a man bought and was working on it. I was walking by and I introduced myself to him, I tried to make conversation about the house, angling for […]
AKA: How to get dogs into a loft when you only have a ladder.
Not really funny ha-ha, more like funny OMG I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M STILL ALIVE!
I would be considered magical if I was surrounded by mice that knew how to sew or birds that helped me bake pies. I’m just like that but with totally useless dogs. Magical AF.