My husband’s undying love for me has nothing to do with the fact that I am unconditionally loyal, fiercely in love with him, good in bed, or even that I play a mean skin flute.
Only the fact that I am downright wicked at polishing a chrome rim keeps him faithful and married to me.
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In 2006, when I began this site, you would have found me sharing a lot about my struggles as a new parent. Since my kids have both made it through the first few years, relatively unscathed, this space has transitioned into one where I now share my challenges as a runner, home renovator, and a working mom.
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You are too funny!
LOL you go girl!
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