Today I decided to take advantage of the beautiful weather to get some final wear out of one of my favorite summer tunic dresses. We went on a long walk this morning through Mount Pleasant, the neighborhood where my parents lived when I was born. The first time Chris and I went exploring there, we unwittingly happened upon my childhood (infant-hood?) home. I thought I recognized the area for some reason, so I called my mom and she informed me that we were standing right in front of our old house. Spooky. Continue reading