Encouragement. Pass it on.

Encouragement. Pass it on.

The other day I felt just like this poor woman looks. Sitting at my desk, staring into space, wondering where my inspiration (and my flat iron) went. And then I opened my email and discovered a note from a reader that changed my mood completely. I haven’t...
Never again.

Never again.

Cuy and I sat in the front. Ok, he sat. I crouched down on the floor and cried. Keeping up with my new husband is going to get me killed. Or at least leave me terminally nauseated. At Chris’s very enthusiastic suggestion, Cuy and I went up in this lovely little...
My brother David

My brother David

Today’s post was written by my brother Nick (above, far left), in memory of our brother David (above, far right). Nick didn’t mean to write a post. It was actually an email to his friends that was so heartbreaking and perfect that I, the evil older sister,...