Evidently, or so I'm told, it's less than a month until a third little bowl is headed our way. What! It doesn't feel like it. From time to time I catch myself assuming that this is just how life is going to be from now on, having a watermelon for a belly, the mysterious inability to ever feel cold, and a maximum waddling velocity of a couple yards ...
southern
white nectarine & lychee cobbler
We're back! So far, married life has mostly consisted of (a) jet lag, (b) coffee, and (c) delivery pizza. Our first morning back we woke up at 3 AM, B2 played video games in our brightly-lit living room against a pitch-black window and it felt like a super fun sleepover all-nighter, and then we spent the more mundane mornings after that consuming ...
