A Bad Mother Shut-Your-Mouth
I don’t remember a time I didn’t like to talk. I can talk about anything, nothing, everything. I want to talk about successes, problems, or even how...
I don’t remember a time I didn’t like to talk. I can talk about anything, nothing, everything. I want to talk about successes, problems, or even how...
I promise I have no intention of turning this little ol’ space of mine into a constant running list of incoherent thoughts, but sometimes I just have so m...
As promised on Tuesday, I’m over on the Jack & Adam’s blog today sharing my not-so-Cinderella story of the Skeese Greets Triathlon. Head on over...
A week or so ago, I did another set of two truths and a lie and forgot to reveal the lie. Which did you think it was? I’m about to tell you which one it r...
This morning, as I was scrolling through Facebook, I saw this post: Post by Bobby Bones Show. See, if I know anything, I know if I start thinking of complaints ...
1. I know you’re all waiting to see whether or not I drowned during my first open water swim. I promise I’m going to let you know, but it’ll b...
The general consensus when it comes to blogging, Instagram, Facebook, and the like is that it’s a totally edited, candy-coated picture of life. A lot of t...
I didn’t procrastinate, I waited until Mr. Gray would be out of his office so my blog email wouldn’t get to him while he was still at work. ThatR...
Teetee in the grass; not on the porch. The calf keeps trying to come inside. Get the kitty out of the cat food box. You can’t lock them up. The cat is in ...