The blog game of "Where was I last year at this time?" It tickles me to no end. And I don't even need machine guns to play it.
So where was I last March 16? Losing cars and vomiting dots.
My aunt has continued her dot streak. Look what she did for Junior's belated Christmas gift:
The crazy thing is, it looks like she was a year ahead of the trend:
The more I see of the dots, the more the look has started to grow on me.
Heck, I even read an article detailing the history of the dots. And now I've gone and written a post about dots.
Avoiding work? Who, me?
I wish I could lie and say that everything's been peachy since we had our family-wide meltdown . It's been better, but it's also...
Toddlers mispronounce words. It's just what they do, and it's what makes the toddler years so darn cute. "Lello" for &...
I’m finally back from the David Gray concert in New York City. Yes, that was Saturday night and today is Tuesday, but I fell so in love with...
At least I can admit that I'm emotionally immature, juvenile and unsupportive. Subtitle: Chuck could have done betterTry as I might, I cannot stop fantasizing about Chuck being creamed by a Mack truck (I know, poor Chuck, you must think I am the wife from...