the blog of a crafty, book-reading, garden-loving, chicken-raising, -ism fighting nurse.
I remember the house of dreams. And all of the cute kitties that I wanted to take home with me. I'm turning into the crazy lady more and more everyday. Its probably best that I don't live in Portland anymore, or I might have moved into the HOD by now.
Yeah, going with you there has been the first and only time I've been to the House of Dreams. Andy and I have a moratorium on pets, until we get our chickens next year.
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