Ri O'Laughlin: Snarksmith * Pie Aficionado * Social Web Wrangler * Indie Music Fan * Blog Publishing Addict * Passable Site Designer * Ostensible Freelance Writer * Master in the Timeless Art of Housework Avoidance * Vociferous Advocate of Excessive Understatement.Ri here. Yep…I still feel like hammered owl shit. (That’s a quote from my Dad. Not sure I’ve ever seen hammered owl shit, or if I believe that hammered owl shit has feelings…but I have to admit that when you feel awful, it’s fun to say “hammered owl shit.”) What? Oh, hush. I’m hopped up…
This Guest Post brought to you by the sweet, funny and perpetually confused “Miley” (totally not her name) from Musings of a Confused Woman. Angel that she is, she stepped right up when I asked for someone to write for you today, while I continue to ply myself with Vitamin C, NyQuil, Tylenol and self…
Sweet cheeses on toast – this month has NOT begun well. On Friday – October 1 – Liam came home from pre-school all excited because “Ant’ony frew up on the beanbag chair in the Reading Center!” I felt my heart sink. And sure enough, just as I feared, the dreaded stomach virus struck precisely at…
Holy schnikes. I have had the migraine from hell for two days straight. I’m not ignoring you, I swear – just whining alot, sleeping while the hubs watches Liam and shuffling around the house in in slippers, a robe and sunglasses whilst holding a bag of frozen peas on my head. (No, I am not…