The Hartwells
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Alex knocked on our door at 6 AM sharp, looking like he’d been hit by a truck. I probably looked worse. We’re both scheduled for the open...
Jake’s making pancakes and I’m sitting here on the living room floor, journal open, thinking about Friday’s mess with Alex at the rec cen...
Three hours ago, I decided I was going to make Thanksgiving dinner from scratch. Not just the turkey, everything. Stuffing, cranberry sau...
Michelle showed up two hours early for our Adele concert prep, armed with a bottle of wine and zero shame about her vocal abilities. With...
Jake has turned smoothie-making into performance art. While I’m over here doing basic stretches on my yoga mat, he’s measuring out three ...
Sarah showed up at my door with a plate of oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and a calculator. ‘I figured if we’re going to suffer through b...
That regional coordinator position isn’t leaving my head. Jake found me staring at my laptop this afternoon, reading the job description ...
Jake’s still asleep and I’m sitting here with my second cup of coffee, thinking about how our anniversary planning went down last month.
Third Stone From the Sun came on Pandora while I was stretching after my run. I know, I know - Hendrix isn’t exactly cool-down music. But...
Carmen’s birthday party tonight and I’m having one of those moments where I put on the same black dress I’ve worn to every semi-important...
