My Drunk Friend

I am proud to say I can now reasonably tolerate messes made by my children. My husband called me over to the living room and gently pointed out the horror movie-style smeared hand print on the wall, and I just rolled my eyes. Yea, we're going to have to repaint every surface when we move.... Continue Reading →

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