AAHHHH! Run and hide! It is Friday the Thirteenth! Here’s a tip: watch Shaun of the Dead. Your day won’t have been worse than theirs, and you will have watched one of my all-time favorite movies.
A surprisingly depressing brilliant idea.
“Poor Big Son looked stricken. ‘Mom……,’ he mumbled, ‘it’s………….your butt.'”
Way to kick ass and take names!
I remember an interminable interview with an adoption social worker at our house that made me clench my teeth so hard I thought they were going to end up in my brain. Would you like to read someone else’s version?
Kaleid. (And for the 3 of you who get that reference, haha — you’re a huge dork of the 80s like me!)
Behold the next generation of bloggers. Trust me, in 20 years, everyone will be reading The Mayor.
I’m not a fan of Facebook, Jay, they want to know my real name. Assholes!