Some days are just fucking hard. All days have their challenges, some small, some massive, and a variety in between. And I do believe that no challenge is insurmountable, even … Continue reading Hippo birdie days.
Some days are just fucking hard. All days have their challenges, some small, some massive, and a variety in between. And I do believe that no challenge is insurmountable, even … Continue reading Hippo birdie days.
I hate Mother’s Day. It’s a bald statement, I know, but surely it is not a surprising one. I know I’m not alone in this, and I know how cynical … Continue reading Hallmark holidays.