If Nate ever proposes to me again, I hope he does it at a food court. And by food court, I mean the Golden Gate
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This is not what I originally intended to blog about because a tsunami trumps anything I might have to say about sex in the stone age
I had a post ready to go in which I talked about, among other things, lousy customer service, my kids wanting to put me up
This is a giveaway which means I yammer on for awhile because my brain and fingers are incontinent and then I give something away to
Yesterday, we had company over and I made lunch and ate my weight in Paula Dean’s macaroni and cheese. Then I rolled my bloated self
Weekend regurgitation: It’s July 4th. Don’t sit too close to me or you’re liable to get my ash in your eye.
It’s going to be beastly hot out today. It’s also going to be July 4th which works out perfectly because no one will even notice