If a laundromat, a cafeteria, and a toy store had a tequila fueled night of wildness my house would be the result.

We're all going to starve to death naked if I don't get a move on this housewife thing.

When I see a well put together woman in the middle of the day I immediately think tranny.

Reindeer poop

Recipe / story goes here.

I realized today that I'm an optimist. Not only is the glass half full but my free hand is on the tap. It's all good baby.

When traveling, always have the kids outnumbered by at least one adult. Or bring sedatives. Either way.

I have a new stove and oven. Woo hoo. If Juergen gets around to fixing the water coming out of the light socket I may have to stop calling him a slumlord.