Now, don't get me wrong, I'm usually the one who decorates the house so thoroughly that it looks like an elf exploded inside-out and bled tinsel on the windowpanes. But sometimes you need to let the turkey settle in your stomach first.
Friday, November 28, 2014
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
I shed on my husband's fleece coat merely to mark my territory. It has nothing to do with stress or many children or the fact that I steal his fleece and wear it more than my own. Honestly...