The juxtaposition between the Pop Tarts and latex gloves just struck me as comical … it’s been a long time since I had a Pop Tart. Plain, no frosting, and frozen, please.

It’s been nearly a month since the Girl Child’s birthday and this balloon is still dragging around the house.

With far too much knowledge about psychiatrists and psychologists, I’m thinking if T&E is visiting you, you probably need the latter …

I spent the better part of the day cutting, trimming, hauling and digging. Days like to day make me think about being a renter again.