WHAT is the deal with the dang TV? They are EVERYwhere these days. Even at the nail salon. I thought the salon was supposed to be relaxing. I generally like to sit back, crack open a People magazine (I’m so cultured) and pretend like I don’t have a care in the world for 45 minutes...
I’ve mentioned several times about my new blogging buddy Carolyn and the collection of award buttons I’ve made for her. Well, for the first time, she sent one back. No, no, I don’t mean she didn’t like it. I mean I WON IT! She thought I needed some encouragement, what with the pottytraining marathon of...
So the potty training is going swimmingly. She hasn’t had a tinkle accident since Saturday morning (when she was trying to come in from outside but didn’t make it in time, so I don’t even know if it’s fair to count that, but any-WHO.) She’s been in "big girl pants" (read: thick training pants) for...
By a landslide. If you’re reading from a feed reader, click on over and take a peek at the new, Bee-ooo-ti-ful Musings! And you also should check out Reviewsings because I’m giving away a really cute book called Practically Posh. So far, there are NO takers. What’s UP with that?
