Who YOU Callin’ Fathead?!
A larger-than-life Peyton Manning Fathead was a surprise gift for Thomas this Christmas. It was worth the ridiculous amount we paid for it because 1) it’s not electronic and mind-numbing, and 2) he has said on multiple occasions, "This is the...I think I might be in trouble…
I have three children. My daughter is her father on estrogen. My oldest son is me on testosterone. Thank God (and I do mean that with every fiber of my spiritual being, punctuated with a LOUD "Amen!") my third child is a moderate blend of...Irony…and Irony Again, Conclusion
(To get caught up, read Part One and Part Two before proceeding.) REVISED to include a picture of one of the main characters of this post. I tried and tried to get a pic, but these critters move at the speed of light, unless they’re sleeping, in which case,...Irony…and Irony Again, Part Two
(Read THIS POST FIRST to understand today’s post in context.) I am married to a comfortably predictable husband. Not in a monotonous, boring, he-always-reacts-the-same-kind-of-way predictable, but in the comfortable way we can often complete each...Irony…and Irony Again
Originally titled "Have I Lost My FREAKING Mind???!", this post was begun the week after Christmas (at least I planned to write it then). Now, I’m glad for the delay…recent events have made this "story" that much better. This past...Welcome!
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