So. 2016. She's been...a doozy. And I, too, find myself occasionally referring to her as a "dumpster fire" and "the year that shall not be named." I mean, it's hard to have Faith when George isn't even here any more to tell me I've "gotta have" it. And I don't…
Crap. Did I Just Write an Inspirational Post?
Once upon a time (or a few months ago), a brilliant and beautiful blogger posted about how her wee two year old son randomly turned to her and said, "Mommy, you are a possibility." Is anyone else crying yet? Am I still suffering from sleep deprivation and PMS? Can you…