It has been a rough week between Myrtle Beach and here.
If I buy a lake house, what will I do with all the stuff in this house?
I still think my new ring looks like a Christian fish on drugs.
20 days to Dylan, 21 days to being back on the water.
How many pumpkin pies should I make my youngest tomorrow. I'm thinking at least two. Don't forget the whipped cream.
What should I be thinking about in order to make the appropriate face if the inevitable happens and I have to pretend to be happy?
I never said I would take special orders.
I think it is wrong to have Cadbury Screme Eggs. Chocolate eggs are for Easter baskets.
My Magic Switch has lost its magic. I need to go to Lowes.
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