I swear, sometimes I can’t handle the excellence that is this time of year (I’ll be saying the same thing again in six months–mark my words). The daylight, the jacketless afternoon walks to the coffee shop, the daffodils and tulips everywhere, and the impulse buys of mint-green shorts at Target (I REGRET NOTHING). So good.
Now, the downside to this time of year (well, this time of every odd-numbered year) for me is that I’m working a lot. By “a lot,” I mean 80 hours a week, sometimes. I try not to talk about it too much, just as I try not to talk about the weather, for the same reason: it’s boring. ”You’re busy? Oh really? FASCINATING.”
But, I wanted to give you a heads up. In case you wondered why I’m not posting as much–because if you like this thing enough to wonder, I owe you an explanation, and probably dessert.
Such as… Comforting dessert. Creamy and somewhat rich, but zingy and fruity at the same time–because I like you THAT much. True facts.










