In which Emma kind of goes on a rant, basically.
In which Emma writes about why it’s really hard for her to not bring up the formal wear store Frills and Fancies in every conversation, and also talks about her cats, duh.
In which Emma rationalizes her decision to write and post a poem a day along with her students. Publicly. No, really.
In which Emma explains what the heck is going on with the blog for God’s sake.
She doesn’t even go here!
In which Emma talks about some Seriously Exciting Things and gives so many links your head may explode with all the awesome.
In which Emma somehow manages to provide spoilers for her own damn blog.
In which Emma is tired and skips the intro.
In which I describe the intensity of the most intense week I’ve ever had EVER (NOTE: actual intensity of said most intense week is not guaranteed).
In which Emma realizes that the world just looks better through Instagram.