30 days. In 30 days, I will snuggle under the comforter with my sweet boy.
In 30 days, I will grab my guitar and we'll sing every single tune on Taylor Swift's new album. And then we'll tackle Selena Gomez and Bieber and whoever else has gotten popular since I hit Irish soil.
|He wanted to give the snowman a belly button that winter.|
This morning, friends, I'm a little emptied out and hung up to dry. So to replace the words I don't have, here are some from two friends who've said it better than I could hope to...