I am in love with my house. I love my husband. I love my children. But I am totally and completely infatuated with my house. Our house was built in 1880. This brings my brain no small bit of giddiness. When I was reading a couple of days ago about the 100 year anniversary of the beginning of World War I, I got all excited thinking that at one point, someone in this house was reading the news and learning that a […]
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