A Spanking Potty (or, err… party…)
So you know how they — ‘they’ being mostly our grandmothers, I think — say that the fastest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach? Well, with the… Read more »
So you know how they — ‘they’ being mostly our grandmothers, I think — say that the fastest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach? Well, with the… Read more »
It’s the simple things, y’know? (And sometimes those simple things are shiny things.) 😉
So we have our own language, right? I mean, I call him Smotch. He calls me OG (Oh’g). Our various household apparatuses are given names like “the roundy-round” (our lazy… Read more »
We got one pumpkin to carve this year rather than two — economizing has become our “new norm” (I’m so.OVER the COVID vocabulary!) — so rather than each creating our… Read more »