Happening to see 7 shooting stars from your roof unexpectedly at 3am.


I am so far behind on keeping up with this blog, but I just realized today that nothing is dated, so I COULD technically get away with it except that I'm noting this right now. But oh well. It's not for lack of happiness but because of EXCESS happiness as of late that I've not been posting. So really, there should be oodles and oodles of postables.

But for now:

#153: Having a boy leave you flowers on your stoop.