Category: Clay

Short and sweet

Sometimes I get these fits of moment where all I can think is how completely and utterly blessed I am for some of the people in my life. I love you.

About a bruised knee, a tease and a slight change in holiday plans

I went curling yesterday because it was K’s birthday thing. It was pretty fun, although I did accuse K of wanting to publicly humiliate me because the guy who was teaching us how to curl was telling us about how it was all in the ass and core muscles so we had to learn how […]