There is nothing more satisfying than the warm, drowsy feeling just after finishing a good, home-cooked meal. Tonight's specialty was cheese ravioli with pieces of shredded pork, in a basil and bay leaf tomato sauce, courtesy of daddy dearest. One of my favorites. The occasion? Getting home from Camping Trip. A yes, the annual all-school three ( Read more... )

I've decided that the idea of a live journal is an interesting phenomenon in that the writer must create a balance between what she wants the world to know and what she wishes the world could know. Those who have livejournals understand that what they write is, theoretically, open to everyone. But chances are only a few people, if that, will ever ( Read more... )