Two Week Notice.

I quit. I quit my job. My keys are turned in and it's still not sunk in. I've worked since age 12, (that first job I sold nightcrawlers dug out of the manure pile to the local store. A dozen for $1) and sometimes as many as 5 jobs at a time. (I worked too... Continue Reading →

Snow boots

Every single other day this year she wants to wear her snow boots. Today, when we get snow...Know what she wears?  THESE. This kid is killing my sanity. Good thing I love her.

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