“Grumpy Cat” and Xena got into a fight last night while MacKenzie was sleeping unsuspectingly in the same room. Grumpy Cat lost. To thwart a Level 7, International Nuclear Event Meltdown provided by my cat-obsessed four-year old, I did what any proactive Mama would do: I swiftly collected Grumpy Cat’s carcass and brain matter off … More Hide the Evidence
The hangover from my Mulled-Wine-Cheese-Ball-Bad-Birthday binge was no joke. I guess in my drunken stupor, I took my eldest daughter’s advice from earlier in the night and drew a bath in my garden tub, complete with Epsom Salts to “relax”. Here’s a nice equation for you: Too much wine + cheese balls + magnesium from … More Conquering the Mulled Cheese Ball with MY Perfect Hangover Cure
I would like to begin this post by saying that I am not, I repeat, I am not one of those full-of-herself girls that is birthday-obsessed. You know the one. Her day is her day and should be treated as such. She has to give you reminders for weeks prior to her birthday… “Hey, my birthday is … More Worst. Birthday. Ever.