Cake

  • Pilates and Cake

    So much cake. My goodness. My birthday was yesterday and my little boy’s was the day before. We’re still eating cake. As I squatted and lunged and bicep curled away at pilates this evening, I thought of cake. I bet… Continue reading

  • Happy Birthday, Little Boy.

    My little boy’s birthday party is spinning around me as I type these words. We find ourselves after dinner, during cake, before presents: and by golly, there is noise. The most glorious kind. And the most deafening, uncomfortable kind. I… Continue reading