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the old slip ‘n slide.
Growing up

the old slip ‘n slide.

She¬†slipped and slid squishily down a slick, slippery sloppy syrupy slope. Say that three times fast. Now say it once, really loudly. Now slink away stealthily and silently into the soft shadows, because the people around you have either realized that you’re a deranged speech therapist, or they’re angry lispers who are about to lynch … Continue reading

sandfly pox.
Love the life you live

sandfly pox.

Gorgeous, warm, turquoise water,¬† sunsets that make me forget to breathe… and the enthusiastic affection of sandflies. There’s always a catch. My legs, arms and back are now covered in white splotches. Not because sandfly bites are white (they’re sharp, impossibly itchy red spots) but because I use natural products whenever possible… and the best … Continue reading