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In Which I Commit Mail Fraud...
I love Words with Friends. I mean... I really love it. I've got Scrabble issues. Is t…
I love Words with Friends. I mean... I really love it. I've got Scrabble issues. Is t…
Tonight, dear readers... Fresh from my diary as an eight year old... I present to you: A VERY SA…
It's certainly no secret that I participated in Kindergarten not once but twice. Yes, I liked Kinderga…
Buffalo have got to be some of the strangest looking animals ever. Buffalo...hmmm.... What is the p…
The minions stay in a continual state of shock that I don't want to dress up for Halloween. They jus…
I'm always amazed at the ways people find my blog. Maybe amazed isn't a good word. It's…
Round about the time I was spending inordinate amounts of time wearing this get up: and Dad w…
Remember at Summer Camp when you woke up to the sounds of Reveille? Or maybe I should say: Remember …
Blast it, Crayola... When you say washable on the marker it should really come with an asterisk attached…
My friend Liz... I've blogged about her before ...is really good at this whole wife thing. …
Last week I was looking through our wedding photos and came across this little batch of beauties. The da…
This week we are going to need to add something to the ever growing list of: "Things I'm Not Te…