Nablopomo day 9. I’m debating whether or not to post something meaningful about the presidential election results, but I’ve got nothing. It’s not that I am trying to be flippant or act as if I don’t care, because that is quite the opposite. This was the first presidential election where I had a definitive plan… Read More The day after.
I did. Gotta exercise my constitutional right. On my 18th birthday, which happened to fall on an election day, my dad drove me to our designated polling place and helped me register to vote. Then he told me who to vote for. It wasn’t a presidential election and don’t ask me who or what I… Read More Did You Vote Today?
The type of clay we use determines the strength of the foundation we have.… Read More Bad Clay, Good Clay
Every morning at around 6:15am Henry opens my door and jumps into my bed. Most of the time I wake up when he does this, other times I don’t notice until I feel someone kicking me. I haven’t slept in for at least 5 months and I do blame someone for that, which I… Read More That’s Not Fair
Stock the toilet paper. That’s all I ask.… Read More Toilet Paper Tales
What will my kids do when I’m gone?… Read More Where There’s a Will
I’m starting namoblopo 2 days late because you know, I was busy forgetting to take out the trash.… Read More Our Family Habit