Unlocking The Past
byI waited three weeks for the payoff. Worth it.
I waited three weeks for the payoff. Worth it.
From the moment I woke I knew something wasn’t quite right but I was totally wrong about what it was.
My DNA results are in!
Done it. The first traditional school day after eighteen months of homeschool. I don’t know about the kids but we’re friggin’ exhausted.
This post is really hard to write. Really hard.
Thank you to the Dept of Health for sponsoring this important message and reminding me to get this done. I’m fifty on Thursday, so it’s time to take matter into my own hands.
Sleep apnea masks are sexy. I’m hoping.
You know you’re in for a good time when a nice lady at the chemist directs you through a door with a sign saying Hook-up In Progress.
“I’m not going to eat it! You can’t make me!” snapped Master9 at the doctor’s rooms today.
We were sitting with an allergy specialist and he’d just conducted prick tests on our little man and discovered the peanut, and to a lesser degree fish, allergies we’d been eating around for the past seven years are no more.
Blood tests aren’t a lot of fun so when dad needed one done we all knew it was destined to end poorly, but none of us would have guessed the police would be involved.