Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Haiku:

Oh, the beauty of a
fresh, white onesie untouched by
explosive poo.

(Two syllables short, whatever)

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Fashion tips, earned the hard way

Concealer is only an asset to a sleep deprived working mom until you manage to coat your bottom eyelashes with it. 

If you go to work once with spit up on your shoes, you can get away with it. Return trip with the same puke on the same shoes? Not so much.

Desperately seeking a nursing bra that keeps their targets somewhere north of my navel. I'm far too young to feel like a Golden Girl, much less look like one.