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.
I totally understand if you want to skip this post because you are about to gag on the words "Indianapolis Colts;" however, if you will bear with me one more time, I promise I won't write about the
School starts this week. Game on. Opening Day.
OK, so the kids go back to school on Monday, and I STILL haven't bought their school supplies. (I'm in denial about their "textbook fees," too— what are my taxes for anyway???)
My friends, I have failed you. I failed myself too.
When will we see the benefits of modern technology installed in our kids? Like DVR functionality. If our kids were like DVRs. . .
Oh. My. Garsh. My son — THE Bubbalooshki Bear, is turning the big o-n-e. Technically, his birthday is on Friday. I have the day off. Brilliant!
If anyone has known Kalisha for any length of time, they also know of her love for the Indianapolis Colts football team.