FLRRRRRRoopey. Er, Fridya. Friday. I’m not one who picks at zits. Or scratches as scabs. Or pops those awful sunburn liquid bubbles. You’re like, “WTF HOW DID I GET HERE.” But you know that flaky brown stuff, what is it – CRADLE CAP that’s on top of your kids’ heads? And it gets darker in […]
Freaky Friday. Not really. Just Friday. Unless you think I’m freaky. On Friday. Then Freaky Friday. I think I’m ready for a house cleaner. Not like, a constant cleaner, always here. But someone to come in every other week to do the hardcore stuff. I think I’m ready. And you know what, I’m finding that […]
FRIPPITY FROO. FRIDDILY DOO. Guys I think I have to go to jury duty. JURY DUTY. That dreaded bright yellow card landed itself in my mailbox the other day, and the moment I saw my full name in all caps on the front, my heartbeat immediately fell through my butt. JURY DUTY. So I filled […]
