First thing this morning we downloaded Ryan Adams’ cover album of Taylor Swift’s 1989, and it really is as good as the hype that was surrounding it.
And it was one of those wonderfully dreary, rainy days that brought a cool front and I came home to find the French doors open…
A pot of Ben’s chili cooking, Harvest Moon Songza playing, and we had a surprise date night on the porch that was magical.
My wants are pretty simple. This covered just about everything.
I think there’s something to this grape juice stomach virus prevention thing. So far, so good!