The real answer is, at work, as always. But the underlying answer is hatching a new chicken. It's an old chicken, but still. For those not in the know, the offspring are known as chickens: Oldest, Middle, and Baby. While they were growing, I hatched another to keep me sane. The year is 1995. I… Continue reading Where Have You Been?
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Smug Comes in All Colors…
Evidently, Sia had a baby. She named the baby Somersault. No word on how the baby feels about an acrobatic toddler move as a moniker. Yes, I can make fun. I'm smug like that. I get a rush whenever news comes across the feed, and I say, "Who the hell is that?" Especially when the… Continue reading Smug Comes in All Colors…
The Duchess Diaries 