In my ongoing, seemingly never-ending quest to lose some extra pounds that keep following me around, I purchased a Fitbit.
"Then I'll just eat all the cauliflower," is a threat without meaning.
It was Date Night last Friday.
I have a very special someone to thank this week.
Last week was the yearly Moms Night Out event. I had been sent two tickets, one for me and one for Kalisha.
"Yes, you can, wait, what? No!"
I have a confession. For probably the first time e-ver, I felt (for lack of a better word) resentful toward my sweet little Bubbalooshki Bear this weekend. I mean, that's pretty good, right?
Kalisha and I have been trying all summer, it seems, to spend a Sunday afternoon at her sister, Kaylynn, and brother-in-law, Brian's, lake place.
It's that funky time of the year once again.
I got on the elevator on the 9th floor. The doors opened on 6 welcoming a mom and the cutest 4-year-old little girl I’ve ever seen.