Memories
This will long be remembered as the Mother’s Day that my eldest did not insist on stopping to go to the bathroom, and instead filled an Ozarka bottle while we were driving.
This will long be remembered as the Mother’s Day that my eldest did not insist on stopping to go to the bathroom, and instead filled an Ozarka bottle while we were driving.
Gah. Can’t seem to post right now, other than the odd news blurb (did you know Kevin Federline is threatening to release an album? Isn’t there enough suffering in the world already?) Anyway, I digress.That’s right, I digress from talking about random nonsense. It’s my blog and I’ll whine if I want to.My son woke […]
Another song of the day, inspired by the lovely Mindy. I truly cannot say enough great things about this woman that I will likely never meet, but has somehow managed to get through to me in some way. I guess maybe I can say that I understand a fraction of what she might be going […]