How I Sprained My Knee 3 Times in One Semester AKA The Fucking Strawberry
Confession Friday: I sprained my knee…slipping on a strawberry. “A what?!” You may be asking yourself…and yes, I said a strawberry. If you aren’t caught
Confession Friday: I sprained my knee…slipping on a strawberry. “A what?!” You may be asking yourself…and yes, I said a strawberry. If you aren’t caught
If you aren’t caught up, go ahead and read about the original knee sprain when I made the mistake of going skiing without health insurance.
This is me as a 14-16 month old child. I’m not sure the exact timeframe, but I was born at the end of May, and
When I was in 7th grade, my church had a ski trip for all of the junior high kids. So I packed up some of
That’s right. I’m legit famous now. I was in the Chicago Tribune yesterday for my Black Friday shenanigans. You remember how I was boycotting “Black
First, and most importantly! If you would like to receive a Christmas card from Brian and I (and it’s going to be an excellent card,
Confession Friday: I went out on Black Wednesday. In sweat pants. And drank water. At a bar. I’ll bet you thought I was going to
I was going to write a post about the worst Thanksgiving ever, in which my family dragged me to a casino in the middle of
What a whirlwind weekend! So bright and early on Saturday morning, Brian and I trekked into the city and headed for Navy Pier to attend
Cupcake Machine When I found this first news video, I wished I lived in Beverly Hills (Ohh! Is Luke Perry there? Is it 1995 again?)
If you remember from a few weeks ago, Brian has a strange obsession with getting a weird pet. So Brian sent me the same picture