Well, this past weekend was chock-full of all sorts of good things. And not really just good things. The kind of GOOD THINGS that need to be written in all-caps and that make your knees wobble just a little bit. And I’m going to ignore the fact that all three…
Since it’s been all whine mixed with kvetch around here lately, blah blah blah my children are monsters who ruined my house, I figured I would finally get to the tits list I promised… ALSO, since many of you asked about the TITS. It originated here, when I stole it…
Isabella singing in the car… “Mommy, do you know this song that I learned in school…one little, two little, three little idiots….” “Um. No, my love, I don’t think that’s how it goes. I think it’s Indians” “Mommy, yes. Those are the words. You don’t know anything because you are…
