Why couldn’t Barbie have just given Ken a lap dance and walked away like a good girl?
Thanks to a play date ten years ago at which Barbie and Ken got nekkid and busy, I was put into a situation where I
Thanks to a play date ten years ago at which Barbie and Ken got nekkid and busy, I was put into a situation where I
For those of you wondering why Sunday is throwing up, fear not. Sunday Regurgitation occurs every Sunday, when I link a prior post of mine,
Being eight is hard. Between the play dates and the softball games and the gymnastics and the sleepovers and the swimming, it’s a little overwhelming.
Tomorrow is Nate’s and my tenth anniversary and while I’ve always wanted to reinvent something, like a washing machine that doesn’t eat only the left
Look what I did! Look what I did! I cooked something out of nothing! I can’t believe it. The last time I cooked something out