it's really hard to tackle the big stuff, when people all around you are consumed with the small stuff...
articokes are one of those foods that just taste better when someone else prepares it for you, no matter how irresistable they look at the grocery store.
pooping in the bathtub isn't funny. especially the second time in as many days.
Wisconsin is a place where Stella can run off leash, hubby and Ben can eat cheese until they are sick, and my blackberry will get no service, and we will be there soon.
Cheers to the end of 'one of those days...'
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