Emilies getting our wedding on. Noice. Have I mentioned September should be renamed Schiztember? I’m sure I’ve at least alluded to it. Because things are CRAZYTOWN. Also: WEDDINGTOWN. They’re right next to each other on the map. You’ll know when you’ve crossed from one into the other when the streetlights turn into mason jars. You know I love me a roundup when I’m having trouble finding time to cook and daylight to photograph focusing, so let’s get right down to beanskis: 1) I’m running a half-marathon in six weeks. Six weeks! Ssssweeeeeeeeeks! If I’ve now said it twice on the … Read More