Another short one this week, my friends. Let me tell you about my life these days: I got the flu and passed the time shouting at the TV. I wasn’t really mad at the TV, per se. I was mostly annoyed at the judgmental shade Amazon was throwing me when it kept asking me “are
A word of advice, my friends. Don’t give birth in a City Barbecue if you can help it. Not saying that I have given birth in a City Barbecue, nor do I have any plans to do so. I will tell you where this idea came from, though. One word: Tamiflu. I have been crazy
I didn’t watch the Super Bowl. I never do. Sorry if you were expecting more than that. I felt obligated to make a post about it, though, so here we are. So maybe instead I’ll make my wish list of Things That Might Actually Make Me Want To Watch The Super Bowl: I’ve never been