I suppose this whole “restarting the blog” thing has been a long time coming. Now that I’ve opened the door, stuff keeps on coming out of me. It’s probably a good thing.  *Insert joke about how counseling is probably a good thing too.* I’ll keep this one brief. Last night was a good night. Trev and I went on... Continue Reading →

Coming to you live from the well-established butt imprint on my couch. I'm wearing designer day-three hair, perfumed with coffee breath. I was supposed to "get ready for the day" an hour ago when I put Stevie down for her nap. But I was too tired. I was also supposed to come up with a... Continue Reading →