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I walk. They ride. Bicycles that is.

Her name was Beatrix—Bea for short.

I can laugh about it now—quite hysterically in fact. I should’ve known, but I didn’t.

Happy New Year ~ almost! You know what that means…

Do you know what today is?

Years ago, Ronnie, Chandler and I piled into the car ready for a fun weekend away.

Life was hard. Money was short. And sleep was shorter still.

Mother or not, this post is for you.

I didn’t really have time. But this time, it didn’t matter.