On Crying After a Party, Chocolate Peppermint Cake, and Lovely Links (With Lanier’s Advent Poem!) December 18, 2016 I’m hiding in my room today, thanks to a wicked case of poison ivy made worse when I “eat fire,” Luke’s word for where…
Nanny’s Gingersnaps–Christmas in a Tin November 29, 2016 Before there was Lanier, one of my co-conspirators in Christmas was my dad’s mother, whom I called Nanny. Standing at just under five feet,…