My video for R.A.W.!
I just Googled myself (I do this from time to time), and discovered that my video from the R.A.W. artists
I just Googled myself (I do this from time to time), and discovered that my video from the R.A.W. artists
The end of the photos from last weekend, that is. We decided at some point that we want to camp
The Boy chops wood; I engage in (purposely!) poor singing, injure myself on broken glass, and eat trail mix. Good
Welcome back to the camping photos, or: “How many photos can Liz obsessively take of her irritated dogs and annoyed
We almost didn’t camp at all. There, I said it, and it’s true, besides. Apparently just “packing up your shit
On Saturday we dropped the rogs off at the kennel and embarked on a 4 hour drive to Hood River,
Welcome back. Nice flash! While the Boy and I were sitting on the couch recovering from our fried dinner, I