I'm a wife. I'm a mother. I'm a step-mom. I spend most of my time grumbling and/or doing laundry. I love to read, talk, garden and vacuum. I don't have an opinion on everything but I can form one in about thirty seconds.
Brought To You By Seymour Butz
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Remember when I used to rail against the cannibalistic indignity that is
the baby butt cake?
Ah, those were some good times.
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Let's do that *again*...
Hours the thirteenth through eighteenth.
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And thence to bed.
I got really wrapped up in The Trespasser. SOMEBODY HERE IS CROOKED. And my
copy is trade paperback, so the pages take forEVER to read ...
An appreciation: Pat Summitt
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Growing up in middle Tennessee, Pat Summitt has been a legend as long as I
can remember. Winning a national championship in 1987 showed the nation
what w...
Therefore we are all required to love Taylor Swift.
The first time I heard this song, I wept like a 16 year old. I know there is some drama and speculation regarding who this song may be about. Let me just say that I could not care less. But her voice is so plaintive and and so...raw in this song. It just unleashes the memory of every heartbreak I have ever experienced. That's a lot of heartbreak people. I still really like the song though because, apparently, I am a glutton for punishment.
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