We’re back! And I think I forgot how to blog. Give me about a month to re-figure this out, cool? I’m looking around my house as the travel destruction bomb doth hit. Laundry screams at me. Christmas loot begs to be cuddled and put away in its respective places. My husband is STILL IN BED. […]
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I’m just gonna give it to you straight. I’m in mega trouble.
It happens every afternoon about this time. I start thinking about dinner preparations, and they appear. Out of nowhere. Like little whispers of sin, seducing my brain cells. Hints of snack attacks. The dreaded snack attack. Then they grow. Ohhh and grow. And slowly start to eat me alive. Before long I’m wiping back the […]
I married a 4-year old. Happy Easter!