“Would you like to hold my baby?” Chamberlain uses an exaggerated, high-pitched English accent whenever she plays this game, and holds a doll out to me. “His naaame is Jeeeesus.” “Oh, sure – are you Mary?” She nods. Because Mary was … Continue reading
Well, I’m not proud of it, but it’s done. Finished. Time to move on and get our life back. That’s right, folks – I’m talking about how we spent the last three weeks binge-watching seasons four, five, and six of … Continue reading
Snow was lightly falling. We drove home, talking about places we might move to, and this conversation occurred in the Stagecoach as we went down the highway: “Remember when Wendy was here and we were talking about that one neighborhood?” … Continue reading