Story Teller. Mom. Wife
Wah-Baby here. Don’t invite me to anything scary. Yah, no. Just don’t. I’m the biggest Wah-baby on the planet. Halloween pranksters would have a field day with me. I hate EVERYTHING scary about Halloween. However, I love decorating (how “scary” is my window?) and making cute little craft things for
I always wanted to do a DIY instruction type post. Bahahahahahahahhahaha. No, I really do. But I am not the person who could organize herself enough to write a serious DIY Instruction type post. I know what I COULD do. And that is to tell you how to NOT clean your
I.Just.Can’t.Somedays. It’s really happened. I mean, it’s been happening. My Lil Rambler isn’t so “Little” anymore. I should have been more on my game when her pediatrician said at her 9 year old check up last year…well, she’s starting puberty. She’s in stage two. I’m sorry…shes in what? There are
Closet of posts from blogs past. Above is what My Rambling Thoughts used to look like back in her time of baby bottles, preschool and only in a restaurant work reportings click to read. Every once in a while…it’s good to regurgitate old posts that some have not seen.
I did it…I made it through my first real year of being a Military Spouse. First, let me start by saying I’ve had a couple sips of Red Bull and just completed a full blown choreographed dance to Debbie (or is it Deborah now?) Gibson’s OUT OF THE BLUE . For