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True love is looking at a Senior picture of my Patrick from 1993-94, and laughing until I pee because I hit that. The style. The glasses. The shirt. The backdrop. The smile. THE HAIR. And he’s mine, ALL MINE. At least he turned into this: Back up off, ladies and mens.
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You know that 2-3 seconds after you flush the toilet when you realize it’s not flushing your deposit as it should and your brain races to find the plunger you hope is right next to the toilet because you just can’t handle cleaning up a bathroom floor covered in poo water? If those are the [...]
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While I was putting the air pockets into my bra this morning, I began to reflect on exactly what I have to appreciate. I appreciate the air pockets in my bra that lift and separate my relatively itty bitties, because at least I have boobies and I don’t have a cup size larger than my head. [...]
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The Man Cold has taken over our house this week. Except it’s me with the Man Cold and not the actual man of the house. The man of my house is really good at taking care of me when I’m close to dying. He leaves work early to pick up the girls, he doesn’t say [...]
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It would be super inappropriate of me to send Patrick this someecard for our 13th wedding anniversary today. Or maybe I’ll send this one. But instead of being super inappropriate, I’ll send this one. We were pretty damn cute and skinny child brides back then. I think we’re pretty cute now. cards via someecards
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