Thank you to the man in his PJ pants and Jayhawk shirt at the Walmart recycling center who not only saw me embarrass myself by chasing after a plastic bag that the wind blew out of the back of my car (you can't exactly litter at a recycling center, you know) and then saw me frantically peeking through all the windows of my car trying to figure out where my keys were and then who found them laying in the dirt near his car (from when I'd gone on my bag chasing expedition) and brought them over to me. Thank you thank you thank you. You have no idea how much I appreciate it.
An avid reader, sometimes writer, wife, mom, homeschooler, baker of yummy treats. I grew up in California, jumped around the United States (Kansas, Virginia, Ohio) and somehow ended up in Beijing China.