Claire had a different, but not so bad, Christmas. She was quarantined (thank you, Omicron). She baked everyday, made a different pasta every night, made homemade bread, watched the entire second season of Emily in Paris, started Outlander, drank the whole container of eggnog, talked with the same four people on the phone each day (repeating “it’s basically like having a cold” over and over), wore only elastic waistbands, took down her Christmas decorations on the 27th (earliest date on record), gained 6 pounds and managed to shift her sleep schedule a full 1.5 hours later than before. But at least she had salmon 4 times.
Meet Elizabeth. She has a giant Goldendoodle, Charles, whose exuberance for life can be endearing for some, but downright dangerous for others. Upon greeting newcomers to her home, Charles immediately jumps up to lick their faces - sometimes springing up into the air and crashing into their nose.
She goes into the pool restroom barefoot. She worked a stint in the infant room at a daycare center and was completely unphased by the diaper changing and poop getting on her fingers. Bodily fluids do not bother Judes, regardless of whether they come from human or animal.
Now that she's in her thirties, and still single, she finds it a bit harder to endure her romantic ideals but she will not give up hope! Surely there is a gorgeous man out there who loves to talk about his feelings, monogamy, loves to buy little presents for no reason, would totally get her sense of humor,