No woman ever murdered her husband while he was washing the dishes
…It’s not 1930 anymore. Back then, baseball was cool. But that’s because you only had three options: You watched baseball, you played Chutes & Ladders with your parents, or you listened to the radio (and the only thing to listen to was baseball).
Men, scroll Instagram if you must, but keep your finger off that little red heart. Reserve all your declarations of admiration for the lady in your life, or prepare to deal with the consequences.
“Oh, weird,” he paused, reflecting. “Jessica is probably the best in our Beaver group.”
…oem on top of my glorious image? Are you insane? My beauty is not yours to “improve” upon with your unfortunate misuse of apostrophes.
…gh and delete drafts that have no meaning to you anymore. Ones that are so old and disjointed, that you have no idea what they were supposed to be.
Don’t post your links (even friend links) on facebook groups more than once a day. Even that friend who keeps inviting everyone to Mary Kay parties thinks it’s a tacky. And you are BETTER than that friend.
From bad to worse. Sensei upset again because Donna hit me and my mouthful of candy corn went flying onto the mat. You’d think he was married to that mat.
…— maybe I don’t need to be connected to all of that. Maybe, I just need to relax, read a few books (real books), that I just happen to have a few of that I’ve recently picked up, not on my kindle (which I was u…