One night I was typing away rapidly in the spare room of our home, the door was shut and the rest of the family were inside. It was many hours after the Little One had been put to bed and the only time that I get to complete any work. It must have been around 12AM and Mr was getting ready to turn in for the night. He knocked on the door, but I didn’t hear him because I had my headphones on with loud music blasting in my ears (it’s the way I work and the best way for me to get anything done, including cleaning). Mr burst in, looked at me and said:
“You don’t love me, you love WordPress” he uttered (along with other things that I can’t remember right now) in passing. I know Mr meant this as a joke, but I felt a tinge of…
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Dear Lindsay, I would like to thank you for following my blog. And I have one question: huskies are dogs of the north (snow and freeze). How can you grow them in such warm country as South Africa?
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Hey there! They love swimming in the pool and laying in the shade. Cape Town is windy most of the time. They don’t suffer here. Thanks for asking 🙂
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Everything in moderation, my friend.
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So true! Thanks for the reminder. ❤
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