Observations on love, marriage, and motherhood
Dear eyebrows, why won't you grow? It's really such a trend, you know Bushy glory 'cross my brow I wish someone would tell me how To go back to that fateful day When my mother said you'd go away If I kept plucking like I did It's not fair - I was just a kid!…
Continue reading ➞ An open letter to my eyebrows, which won’t grow
You made me trout dip yesterday Quite frankly, I was blown away By the kindness you showed to my heart So I wrote this ode, now let it start Some may say "Trout dip is gross!" But you know I love it the most So imagine my surprise When I came home to realize That you had…
Continue reading ➞ An ode to my husband, who made me smoked trout dip
Jillian Wyatt 