Be My Guest…!

HOLY SHIT I am a one woman show! How is this fair? It’s like my husband is a “guest” that just shows up (and pays for) all of these fabulous memories I create. I just wanna show up for once, I want to be the guest, I am NEVER the guest. Why am I responsible for all the memories?


Well my “challenge” to myself this year was to get more organized. I have always tried to find a balance between my anal retentive side and my “fly by the seat of my pants” side – my flying side usually wins over. So this was my year to put all my excuses into storage and label my way to the…

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