Tag Archives: Overwhelmed

Doncha Love…Driving

Let’s get this out in the open.  I did not get my driving license until I was 25 or 26.  And I’d never really done the whole “driving on the freeway” thing until Rollagirl and I got in the car … Continue reading

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Most days I make my bed. Today was not one of them.

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Being Superman’s Not All It’s Cracked Up To Be

Ravioli’s son is just 4, just entering The Superhero Stage, that stage that little boys go through when all they want to do is dress up in a superhero costume and pretend to save people.  (It doesn’t change when they … Continue reading

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