When are you going to get it through your thick skull that spending a lot of money on your mom for Mother’s Day is completely missing the point? There is a reason why she puts your crappy stick figure art, or the crayon outline of your hand turned into a turkey on the refrigerator, rather [...]
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Listen to Your Mother, Sacramento
You’ve probably been losing sleep wondering when I was going to write you again, but never fear, a blogger’s ego never lets her go too long without screaming for the attention it so richly deserves. The truth is, I’ve been kind of busy. With what, you ask? I’m so glad you asked. Because I just [...]
