What up peeps. My shoulder still hurts. Hot showers and four Advil at a time are the only things that make it better. My fella has to come home from
What up peeps. My shoulder still hurts. Hot showers and four Advil at a time are the only things that make it better. My fella has to come home from
Sunday: Watching NBA Finals with my hubby. Laying on my side on the couch. Get up. Ow, my shoulder hurts. Weird. Monday: Ow, my shoulder hurts. Ow. Ow. Ow. Huh.
This is what our 2009 Summer is gonna be about. (If you’re wondering about the sore legs part, click here) We kicked summer off for reals this Saturday. Adam and
I loved Up. It was funny, touching, and truthful in ways you don’t expect from a cartoon. I only cried about twice eight times, but I laughed considerably more. So
This is the humdrum of life: I can hear seals ar-ar-ar-ing somewhere on the water. The guy next door has been drilling loudly on something very hard for about a
Remember the Hair? How I chopped it off with abandon? Well, I’m headed back to do it again. This time in color.* Wish me luck. *I haven’t added artificial color
…spelling bees are for the incredibly smart. We’re working and drinking coffee and watching the Scripps National Spelling Bee this morning, and I’ve never been so envious of a bunch
Editorial note – I was home-schooled. Not for fourth grade or because the Christian preschool was full that year, but the real deal. K-12. So that might help you to
This video says it all. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R2a8TRSgzZY&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00&border=1]
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ut0WDb-xzks&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00&border=1] I’ve been singing this song for days in a squeaky voice and it cracks me up. Every. Time. I have other things to tell you, but more pressing things