I have an awesome husband who thinks I’m hot even though I’m really, really not, mostly excellent but annoying children, and a dog that would happily sacrifice me to the mailman, a stray toddler, or the terrifying double stroller that wheels by our house if it saved her cowardly hide.
I love her anyway.
I also have a shit ton of stuff that I need to do, that I know I should do, but that I really, really am not getting done. This blog is my attempt to get off my ass and hold myself accountable. #firstworldproblems
I believe in the Oxford comma, the wisdom of reading laundry labels, and the absolute certainty that if something is good for me, I’m probably not going to want to do it.
