It’s Friday. I am breathing. That’s a double win in my book. Yes I look like I have been punched in both eyes by a world class boxer while simultaneously being stung by a thousand bees in each eyelid and being kicked in the face by a horse. Totally my bad. I promise 364 days […]
Monday Morning After Party Post
Do you feel bloated, hung over, ready to clean the air vents but only for 30 minutes before you must slip into a sugar coma? These are signs you have indeed went out on the designated night to ask neighbors for sugar. Remember those days? When your mom sent you to borrow a cup […]