“I’m sorry,” I said to my husband as I pecked his cheek. He set the bowl of oatmeal down in front of the screaming two year old and faced me....Read More
If my husband were in a talent competition, he would have a few things in his bag of tricks to choose from. While riding the mechanical bull may not be his strongest skill, rope climbing, monkey bars, and nose whistling would all be in the running. There is one skill, however, that he does better than anyone I know. No one else I know is uncouth enough to do this with the gusto and frequency that he does. READ MORE
My in laws have finally left and surprisingly, I survived. I pretty much avoided them and stayed out of their way as much as possible. Unless of course they took us out to eat. Because HELLO, FREE FOOD! Who the...Read More
Maybe a newer version of online dating will be the trick!
I still don’t have the swipe left, swipe right thing down for Tinder. But no need. Just a careful click of the “i“, a quick scroll through some pictures and maybe a minute to actually read the bits of bio provided, is sufficient enough to make me a threat. READ MORE