When your shelter becomes the storm.
Category: New Orleans
Goodbye, Friend
The immeasurable cost of betrayal.
Back Before
Well, here I am again with another outing we took in what may one day…
Let’s Just Live in the Past
Plague times are gonna clear up…put on a happy face
A Most Haunting Date Night
Is it bad photography or a stampede of ghosts? A HOST OF GHOSTS. You decide. (More believable than 100% of ghost hunting shows)
For the Love of Sweaters and Velvet
Mid-tober highlights
Just Wake Me Up When Fall Gets Here
That’s a wrap, September.
freE-RanGe pArEnTinG
You know what really grinds my gears?
That First Week
🎼One broken finger
Four pulled teeth🎶
🎵Two dead fish
And caaaase of streeeeep throat…🎼
OneApp To Rule Them All..
I’d had some concerns about her school readiness based on her behavior- mostly the biting and screaming. The voices that would come out of her room when she was alone. Moving shadows that were not attached to anything. The maliferous odors. All of the Latin.