Confessions of a Ruthless Perfectionist

There is a heaviness in the air as my husband and I get out of the truck and make our way up the front walk, but the minute we open the door, Maisie is there, tail wagging, up on her hind legs, her tiny front feet pawing the air and then landing on my legs. Even …

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My Holy Trinity

My husband and I are getting ready to leave the house to go to a concert in Iowa City.  Since this means a two and a half hour round trip on top of the concert itself, we will be gone for the bulk of the evening.  It is the longest we have left Maisie on …