Monthly Archives: June 2008
I’ve been called worse
I haven’t always disliked going to the dentist. When I was younger, my mom would drive me down to Eastman, Georgia so I could get my teeth cleaned by my uncle. These trips spark fond memories because they involved visiting … Continue reading
The Crab Crawler Strikes
Well, it’s official. MR’s a crawler. A crab crawler. She scoots from room to room and couldn’t be any cuter. G and I are so proud of our little mover. Sadie not so much. I think she preferred the days … Continue reading
Did someone call Donna Reed?
For the past few days, I’ve gotten D.R.S.–not so commonly known as Donna Reed Syndrome. I have been cleaning, cooking, and baking up a storm. It kinda reminds me of nesting. But let me assure you, I am NOT pregnant. It … Continue reading
Mama said
My mama always told me that tan fat looks better than white fat. Taking her advice, I decided to lay out on Saturday to prepare for a wedding that G and I are going to this weekend. With the promise … Continue reading