Do you ever get the feeling you are the walking embodiment of disaster? Cause I do.
Here’s the thing about a good stew: you have to let it… well, stew! For like three hours! And let me tell you, it smells really good. The. Whole. Time.
So there I was, thigh-deep in chill-inducing river water, with my sky blue kayak, my beautiful Ellie Sparrow, staring mournfully back up at me from a foot beneath the surface.
There’s a lot I love about the English language. It’s complex, beautiful, and odd in a becoming way. But I imagine it would be a nightmare to try to learn.
Hello my name is Hannah, and I am a crazy checklist lady. Whew, glad I got that off my chest. Let’s see… now I can cross “confess checklist obsession” off my checklist.