My family tends to inhale food, without considering that other folks might be mentally planning to indulge themselves as well. Take muffins, for example. I’m not supposed to eat gluten, but I do anyways, upon occasion. I get hungry, dang … Continue reading
Didja miss me? Didja, didja, didja? Yes, I took the last two days off blogging. Long weekend here in Canada, so my days were filled with massive housework, since Wolf was home to do all the heavy, two-handed duties, and … Continue reading
I seem to have monkey issues. Or issues involving monkeys. Something like that. See, I like monkeys. A lot. When Diva went to one of those, ‘make your own stuffed animal’ places years ago, she brought home a poster. With … Continue reading
I swear, in my family, that’s a title I have: Finder of ALL THE THINGS! I’m not sure how exactly it happened, but somehow, I’m the one they turn to when they misplace something. Is it an additional role I … Continue reading
I may quite possibly have lost my mind. ‘Diva Speaks’ is written by none other than my Diva girl. I’m not sure if I get major Cool Mom points for this, or go down in flames for being an indulgent … Continue reading
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