I’ve just cleaned up three rounds of doggie diarrhea, so I’m having a difficult time focusing on weird things I do. I think I’ve got it, though. **Oh my goodness, the sight of my 3 month old puppy humping his humongous stuffed warthog almost made it fly out of my head. OK, ok it’s still…
I Have A Secret.
I’m only sharing it with you, my closest friends. I hope you’ll keep it quiet for me, I wouldn’t want it to get around. My secret is – I’m plotting a murder. Shhhhh, don’t tell. Let me give you some background. So where we live – it’s an ok place. Just…
A Weekend Away
Virgil spent his first weekend in the “pup hotel,” frolicking with other puppies and getting passed from arm to arm around the puppy-loving staff. When we called to check on things on Sunday (the Professor would pick him up Monday morning), they asked a few times if we were sure we didn’t want him to…
Brit Brit
For the record . . . Britney is NOT fat. Criticize the ridiculous weave and the zombie attitude, but not her bod. I think she looks great. Especially for a mom of two whose baby is like a year old. Please.
Somebody Tell Them
So I walk into a community meeting last year, my first in my new job. I don’t yet know what exactly this rural county has in store for me, but I’ve been given a pretty good idea by a couple of my coworkers with the 80s bang explosion, the little sunburst mini-mullet teased into perfection…