365 Days (or 366, if you are being technical, since this is leap year) ago, Himself ordered pizza for dinner and I went into labor (no, there is no corrolation).
We lived in the Hobbit Hole. I was liking my job at The Factory and we were both elated over Himself's job at the university. The house was clean and I had been cooking up a storm.
How much has changed in a year ...
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