Sleeping through the heat
Let me preface this post by saying last week was miserably hot. Like, “who turned the thermostat to hell?” hot. (As if you didn’t already know that. Half the country was 100+ degrees.) I don’t sweat, I...
View ArticleThe NFL made me do this…
Let’s just say that I had a completely different blog post planned for this week, but thanks to the (insert several explicatives here) Seahawks-Packers game last night, I had to take a different route....
View ArticleI just flew back from Paris, and boy my arms are tired…
In all seriousness, I really did just get back from Paris for a mini-getaway with Mr. M., and my arms aren’t tired, but man-oh-man am I all-over tired. Transatlantic flights do not make for great...
View ArticleAre you in an emotionally dependent relationship with your bed?
Anyone that knows me knows that when it comes to the battle between my bed and the alarm clock, my bed always wins. My husband has gone so far to nickname me “the sloth,” because I: A. Love being...
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