Where’s Your Damn Shoes?
So I was running to the post office to mail off two packages for some potential clients. I yelled for … Read More “Where’s Your Damn Shoes?”
So I was running to the post office to mail off two packages for some potential clients. I yelled for … Read More “Where’s Your Damn Shoes?”
It’s always good to reflect on things past when looking towards something new. And in laymen’s terms, I am so … Read More “Summer, Here We Come!”
I know it seems like this is a tiny bit late, but it is. It’s late, and I didn’t have … Read More “Cheers to Teachers!”
You may or may not know this, but I have a first son who is both the very heart of … Read More “You Listened–to ME?”
I haven’t started keeping track. That would make me feel much too anal. But it has not gone unnoticed that … Read More “To Little Boys’ Pants”
My oldest son loves to take walks. When he was itty bitty, we probably took three walks a day, most … Read More “Snack Pants”
Some stories you can’t make up… they’re so funny in your own head. And even as I write this, I … Read More “Which Ones Are Your Kids?”
Today it was time to clean the house—not “clean” in the sense that we were going to put on rubber … Read More “God Bless The Pilgrims”