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Guilty Confession time

My youngest son still uses a bottle. Yeah, he’s had teeth for awhile and yeah… I know we should have…

Fire, no sleep, and someone needs to get fired.

Right now there’s a fire burning up in the hills between Whittier and Hacienda Heights (they’ve dubbed it the Colima…

It’s Tuesday already?

You know, nothing makes me laugh more than comment spam. Seriously! Sometimes it’s the typos, sometimes it’s that it was…

Saturday Awesomeness.

I’m pleased to say that Jerad got to see Scott Pilgrim and gave it his seal of approval. If you…

9/11. Thoughts from a mother, nine years later.

Never forget. I see that everywhere, and it makes me sad. If you were older than a child on 9/11,…

Sleepwalking, I guess.

First, a million apologies to my Oldest Son when you read this in the future. It was just too strange…

Tolerance.

I’m going to take a break from discussing important things like my kids or the shoes I covet to talk…

First day of school!

That is what I was woken up with yesterday morning. Actually, that’s what I was woken up with a second…

Well, that’s one less obsession.

As I blogged last week, I obsess over boots. I have way too many pairs of boots (someday I will…

I’m not Steve.

I’m about to sound ancient. But is it so wrong to ask people to actually wait until someone’s voicemail is…