In between visits to my parents, we took the kids on a day trip through Solvang, CA. Mostly because: when you have done every day trip in a 90 mile radius, and the kids are eating the wallpaper, and you still have more summer to go, and if you don’t
I had my wisdom tooth pulled a few weeks ago. #1 tooth, if you are curious, the top one on my right side. I’ve had both my jaws broken, screws both put into and taken from my head, and braces, so I wasn’t exactly scared about getting a tooth removed.
Things I’m dealing with today: Missing blogs like hell. Fuck Trump and all these real world events for a hot second, I need to go read about someone’s inner thoughts on regular life. Was momentarily excited about certain blog awards coming up, until I discovered the parenting category nominees are
Remember a few weeks ago when my husband was tormenting me, for FUN, about my ass gas? WELL I NEED MORE HELP. PS: I got some great advice in comments: …start accusing husband of all farts and disowning all of them… ?? (Anna) “Are you suggesting that my delicate ladiness
As longtime readers are probably well aware, I am a farter. Yes we all are, Anne, I well know. But how many of you have actually scorched pubic hair? Yeah, that’s what I thought, I say in my superior tone, from upon my cold compress throne. Anyway, as one of