A glimpse into a post-somethingalyptic, where going to sleep could mean you never wake up – but where the human heart still holds strong.

And number two, another one sort of focused on the Emerald Isle… hey, it’s March and I’m Irish, of course I’m going to be fae this month!

The first of two prompts posts today, to get the blog back up to speed, and celebrate Full Moon Madness for WriYe!

The BeeGirl and I haven’t been eating particularly healthily lately (thanks for pizza last night, RhiaChu!), and tonight isn’t going to be an exception. Thing is, it’s FREAKING cold again, and I have a half-gallon of whole milk and a pound of old cheese in the fridge.
Not to mention…

A week on, and the BeeGirl and I have done what we needed to do, and after a reassuring phone call from our real estate agent today, we’re more comfortable in our decision to back out of the sale.