I’m hitting the slopes and you’re all invited to the funeral!
The four of us were sitting at the table eating dinner the other night when Nate broke the deafening silence with a loud Hey! Let’s
The four of us were sitting at the table eating dinner the other night when Nate broke the deafening silence with a loud Hey! Let’s
For those of you wondering why Sunday is throwing up, fear not. Sunday Regurgitation occurs every Sunday, when I link to a prior post of
Remember my cast iron skillet? The one that beat me down and made my cry until I was just a shadow of my former self,
I always wanted a cast iron skillet. I feel a kinship with them because they are so basic and necessary and heavy. I’m basic and
I have approximately 471 things to do today before the girls get home from school so unfortunately, I do not have time to blather on