i can officially eat crow. my faithful readers, i apologize for the whiny drivel i’ve subjected you to over the passed year. crow pose is no longer my bête noire. now, not so fast with the “congratulations” and the “i knew you could do...
sometimes i think there’s such a thing as too much self-esteem. i’d like to take a moment to thank my mom and dad for instilling in me enough insecurity and self-doubt so that this tina turner-mammalian, interpretive dance is so far from reality to me,...
babies cry. shocker. sometimes babies cry on airplanes. they are not doing this on purpose. they are not evil spawn trying to make your life impossible. they are BABIES. deal with it. stop being such a donkey with your dirty looks, snarky eye rolls, and nasty comments...
seriously. if you could promise me this face? that hair? those eyes and apple pie cheeks? put a knife and fork in me, i’m done. smitten beyond words. i need this baby girl!! and i need her NOW!!!! click image for source Similar posts:Does anyone have a paper bag...
