Yard work is worse than an intense workout with my old trainer. I am walking like an old old woman.
When your husband snores like a freight train there are some guaranteed ways to wake him up in hopes that he stops. Really, getting him to take his allergy medicine is FAR more effective (and leads to less bruising)
Mondays should come with a caffeine drip directly into my arm. I don't know what it is, but I have the hardest time waking up on Mondays!
After about a decade I finally said goodbye to my belly button ring. I have accepted that I am getting old. Fast.
We got our Europe tour guides in the mail and are deciding where to take our massively long vacation to. We have it narrowed down to 2 potential trips and just need to see the final dates.
I have zero motivation today. Zero.
I need to learn to cook veggies in a way Spencer will eat them.
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/ is one of the funniest blogs I've ever read. EVER.
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