There’s just one to go, my little goobers. Month, that is. But it may as well be a moment.
Nothing I could write here could possibly add to Jess’s words below. Thank you, thank you, thank you, extraordinary friend. — A.H.
If you have ever given anything to any charity anywhere, today your inbox is full. The unifying message: today is Giving Tuesday GIVING TUESDAY #GIVINGTUESDAY!!!
There’s a lie that’s been going around since the dawn of time. It goes something like this: “there is no reason for you.”
Cats are gleefully non-self-explanatory. So it’s only right that their names are often shrouded in mystery.
Someone call the great fashion houses of Paris and Milan. Functional fashion has had its day. Ours is the age of skin-deep declaration. We’re not talking tattoos; this is about wearing your essence in every pore.
We all have moments when we just aren’t sure who we are: Am I a kindergartner trapped in an adult’s body? Am I a ballerina trapped in a Development Director’s body? Should I be wandering the wide green hills of County Sligo right now? But sometimes, we know exactly who we are. It’s the dunderheads […]
You were not wrong to think that things could change. You were not wrong to want more than you’d let yourself want before.
How did a whole month go by? It’s a testament to Development Director Angela’s patience that she keeps letting me write here, given how often I tell her that “A Simba update is coming!”, only to lose it in my scattered brain. All I can say is that time flies when you’re herding cats.