So, nobody has ever accused me of having a “poker face.”  My emotions are always plastered directly on my face, where a person could read my mind sitting clear across the arena. But, they can’t read  my lips. #cameltoe. This is something that I am trying to work on. AsRead More →

It’s that time again. I’m so nervous that the inside of my sphincter has sprouted wart shingles. Its time for spring Cleaning. Say what you will.  It’s a timeless cliche, nobody actually does it; Keep up with your chores and you won’t have to spring clean..blah blah.  But, my HUSBAND WILLRead More →