According to the trusted Urban Dictionary (my go to resource for swiftly bringing me up to speed when I’m teetering uncool language territory), the phrase “I can’t even” is socially accepted as a stand alone sentence. If looking to add a bit of drama to that sentence, one might say they literally can’t even. I think if we were …
My baby monitor alerts me at the most random times. It gave me the “movement detected” shout out while I was at work the other day. Although I realize it is a quirky technology that is highly sensitive to any movement (even shifts in the lighting), it reminded me how creepy it can be to …
Bring on the complex bullshit that is the sale and purchase of your second home accompanied by a toddler. No really, this is fun. I took a two-week break from blogging because I’ve been maxing out my quota of personal time allotted per day due to the decision to sell our home and find a …
Cue the sexy music because tonight I’m celebrating my Blogiversary. I decided a month ago that it was a good idea to start writing my thoughts down. Writing things down helps free you from anything that might be lingering on your mind, otherwise your thoughts just build up like a horrible diarrhea episode and it keeps you awake all night. Sorry, that …
Let’s play the Would You Rather game. You know, that one where you are given two really crappy scenarios and you are forced to rationalize one horrible choice over the other? Let me put it this way, I would rather get poo’d on by a flock of seagulls after they’ve scavenged the beach than sit …
