reason 123351230435821 that I am Doomed.
Proof positive that 1 – she’s fine, and 2 – I’m doomed. Exhibit 1, yesterday evening: Me: So – how was your day? The boys give you any grief? Pup: Was good, and not really, well kinda – see they were all up in our space and stealing the ice chunks we were collecting on […]
reason 123351230435821 that I am Doomed.
Proof positive that 1 – she’s fine, and 2 – I’m doomed. Exhibit 1, yesterday evening: Me: So – how was your day? The boys give you any grief? Pup: Was good, and not really, well kinda – see they were all up in our space and stealing the ice chunks we were collecting on […]
Tell-a-teen!
Back in the day, ya know, when I was a teenager, struggling to walk too and from school in 29 foot high snowdrifts, uphill BOTH ways, barefoot with only a scrap of fabric for a coat and newspaper for socks, and mittens spun from the fluffy shed fur of the neighbors cat… and don’t forget […]
Tell-a-teen!
Back in the day, ya know, when I was a teenager, struggling to walk too and from school in 29 foot high snowdrifts, uphill BOTH ways, barefoot with only a scrap of fabric for a coat and newspaper for socks, and mittens spun from the fluffy shed fur of the neighbors cat… and don’t forget […]
Tell-a-teen!
Back in the day, ya know, when I was a teenager, struggling to walk too and from school in 29 foot high snowdrifts, uphill BOTH ways, barefoot with only a scrap of fabric for a coat and newspaper for socks, and mittens spun from the fluffy shed fur of the neighbors cat… and don’t forget […]
