While I DID attempt for us to have some sort of rhyme and reason to our outfit choices, it became too much of a struggle to get everyone in agreement, and I quickly realized it wasn’t that serious. That was a hill not worth dying on.
You’re so hardcore, die-hard on social media, but not when I see you in person (but thank you for that).
my dreams take me to far distance lands where I'm giving away cars, vacations, paying off someone's student loans, paying college tuitions, and donating massive amounts to charities that are dear to me. Yes my dreams are big. Waiting to achieve them is a slow burn, and I'm impatient.
My house was a mess and nobody had clean socks. Something had to give. I weighed my options. On the one hand I adored my kids, but they were so needy, smelled like play-doh, and had crusty fishy crackers in their hair.