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 […]
Do you ever get that feeling…
…that not so fresh… wait. what? No, it’s not a remake of the Mother Daughter team having The Freshness Talk while Running through the Fields Of Flowers and Holding Hands… not really, anyway. What I meant to say was, even after two teenagers and all their friends to practice on, when you look at your […]
