Hi there,
How are you doing in your kitchen? Earlier this week, I wrote about cleaning mine out in an effort to satisfy the primal corner of my brain menacingly whispering “nest, or else” on a never-ending loop these days.
In my frantic freezer rummaging, I unearthed a crumpled bag of frozen Tyson chicken tenders, an early pregnancy craving that morphed i…
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