My ass hasn’t hit a chair for most of May.
School end events mean I’m at the kids’ school more than a parent ought to be.
Mr. G is on his final trip of the season, and I’m pretty sure the kids will get hot dogs for dinner. Before your head starts spinning note they are unsulfured buffalo dogs. I haven’t completely lost my mind.
I’m dragging my Bostonian cousin around LA, it’s fun to look at my city through someone else’s eyes.
Also, I bought something my husband will not like at all. I’ll blog about it later tonight, you know… in a totally passive aggressive maneuver so he won’t be mad when he comes back to town.