Apparently it's going to take me more than three months to not squirm at the "m word." And no, I don't mean moist. So. I've been a...*cough*...a mo...*swallow*...a moth...*cough, cough*...a mothe...*ahem*...a MOTHER (there I said it!) for three months. Three months. THREE. MONTHS. (Hey, Jenny Slater.) Also? Please don't expect…
The Germans Are Coming
I just spent twenty minutes ironing a shower curtain. I know what you're thinking. "Surely, the end of the world is coming." But never fear, Interwebz! It's not that ominous. Though, to be honest there is something coming that has me all flustered and overwhelmed - my Germans. Well, not…
Perfection
Well damnit, I'm still tired and crabby. Even after spending the morning scouring the internet and reading my favorite blogs, I'm not cheered up. Seems like everyone is wallowing in a little funk. So I'm guessing maybe you need a little pick me up, too. That's why I'll tell you…