I love cookies. I mean, what's not to love about cookies, really? They're cookies. They probably mean love in nine out of ten ancient languages, and I'm inclined to believe they're mostly magical. Even if they're not technically magical, the time I spend with my son baking them is (mostly) magical. When the weather warmed up for summer, baking dropped low on my priority list. It got lost somewhere between finding the time and being too tired or hot to do anything other than lay …
Ashley is an East-coast dwelling, single mum to one preschooler, Finley, and Duncan the Wonder Cat. She went back to school two years ago to become a non-profit fundraiser, and found herself working for a tech start-up a province away. She has the propensity to be a little feisty, but tones it down for her day job as a public relations and marketing dweeb.
Shoes are her best friend.
When she’s not playing dinkies, drinking coffee, blogging, or searching for the perfect pair of jeans she’s got her cat-eyed peepers out for Mr. He Just May Be The One.