Bless his heart
July 11, 2002i was filling ricky in on all the latest when an idea struck him: “grandma should do yoga.”
“she will never do yoga,” i said, trying to imagine our 86-year-old grandmother twisting herself up into pretzels. “she could pray to the patron saint of yoga, though.”
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
