Because sometimes I’m just ridiculous.
Thankfully, my friends are too. 😛 (He calls me Zuul. It’s a Ghostbusters thing.) (For those of you outside the U.S. – or who otherwise don’t get the owl and… Read more »
Thankfully, my friends are too. 😛 (He calls me Zuul. It’s a Ghostbusters thing.) (For those of you outside the U.S. – or who otherwise don’t get the owl and… Read more »
Christmas(s) And in case you didn’t hear
My oh-so-helpful kinda-sorta-BFF (who lives in my phone, thought up an ingenious marketing scheme for my bottled sweat, and thinks highly of my personal brand of naked patriotism) thought I might… Read more »
{My husband refers to his medical equipment as his “girlfriend.”} I stumble, blurry-eyed and unawake in the too-early morning, into the room where he lies and set about pushing… Read more »