No, this isn’t a post about a prison escape. Sorry. I just like the sound of the title and I plan on talking about siblings.
If you know me well, you know my sense of smell sucks. There are only certain notes of scents I can pick up. The rest
I want to start off by setting the scene. I hope you will appreciate my dedication to blogging to you… Picture it. Friday night. 8pm.
Peanut and I had the best Sunday and truly cherish every moment with her. It started off with pancakes and cartoons, then a long trail
Dear reader, I am writing to you as I lie on my floor with four fans blowing in my bedroom. My baby Peanut is teething
If you we ever had a falling out, I want you to know, my door is always open. You can judge me for this, you
The sound of silence serves several purposes. Silence is golden. Silence speaks volumes. Silence is deafening. Silence can be a question, but it can also
It has finally happened, kids, momma got a new gig. It is a bittersweet feeling leaving my job and starting a new job elsewhere. I’m
(clock that reference?) I think maybe I don’t understand what it means to be a friend. You see, Reader, no one ever told me what
Nipples. That’s right, nipples. For some reason they are vulgar if we are discussing nipples on breasts (versus pecs). You know, the nipples that provide