I turned on the Miss Universe pageant last night. No, that’s too strong of a word, I had just watched Nanny 911 (or whatever it’s called) and was flipping channels. The millionaires were playing roundball on channel 9, Food TV was talking about (gasp) food, the weather channel said it might be hot again today. […]
I’ll give y’all a choice: Do you want to hear about our date night on Friday, or seeing Madagascar with the boys on Saturday? Sadly, not much else from the weekend is particularly post-worthy. I mean, it is, to masochists like me that like to rehash every. little. thing. but to most everyone else? Not […]
…that I allegedly said the following at the pool yesterday: “If you pull your pants down one more time, you’re gonna have to wear a suit like your sisters.” Not just one-piece. Pink, glittery one-piece. That says “Barbie” in a big heart on the front.