Call Off the Exorcism
Honey, call off the exorcism, I figured it out. Whew! Thank goodness he’s not watching horror movies without my permission. Yet another reason Elmo creeps me out. (If you’re confused you may want to read this post.)
This Week in Pictures
It’s been such an exciting week over here in my little “corner” of the web. I went to a few parties, even. (Cough) Twitter parties. (Cough) Okay, I lied. I didn’t even go to those. I’m still not 100% sure what they even are to be honest. But, I thought it would be fun to […]
You’re So Vain
You probably think this post is about you. I dare you to try and NOT sing that song the rest of the day. But, seriously, check out what showed up on my computer today.
Public Restroom Panic Attack
This photo is brought to you by that mini panic attack that happens to women (and men sometimes?) when you sit down on the toilet in a public, one-stall restroom. It’s that moment when you are most vulnerable, doing your private business, glance over at the door, and then PANIC because you can’t tell if […]
Really, America? REALLY, Katy?
Those of you who follow me on Facebook might remember a photo album I created entitled “Really, America?” It is an album that received a ton of criticism – 100% of it from my mother who said I sounded like a snob who just moved back from England and is now too good to live […]
Who’s Coming Over for Dinner?
Captain Morgan (my husband’s name and rank…seriously) and I played a little game tonight we like to call “Identify the Source of that Smell.” Turns out we had several to choose from in the refrigerator.
How to Spot a Homeschooled Kid From a Mile Away
Remember how I said last week that my husband thought maybe I shouldn’t home school our kids because of the damage I could do? You don’t? Okay, well read this first. So, in an effort to entice our almost 2 1/2-year-old to use the toilet rather than $10,000 worth of diapers or MY LEG, I […]
Fashion Police
Dear 10-month-old Averi, You are ROCKING those skinny jeans and that little tank, sweetie. I mean, look at your adorable, little belly. I could just eat you up with a spoon! But if you even THINK about going out looking like this when you’re a teenager…