Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
And now that I like mornings... Here's how our daily morning meetings look. I get a Ready? text from David and he gets a Yup from me. Facetime sounds. I tap on it. Most of the time I'm already in the kitchen getting coffee and making breakfast. Occasionally, when I sleep in a little (Yes,... Continue Reading →
The obvious answer is that my old house was so old that I needed something better than a crumbling shack to live in. The follow-up answer is that I needed something to potentially sell as the old house would be tough to sell as it was such a dilapidated mess. The not-so-obvious answer is that... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 