This week started slowly and I tried to stave off my building anxiety about the state of world affairs with steaming bowls of comforting chicken soup, simmered for hours, and finished off with lots of noodles. There have been nightly hot-chocolates, overflowing with tiny marshmallows and even my husband has started to sneak chocolate from the stash in t…
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