daddy’s girl. I don’t know how I feel about that saying. It’s nice but then there is a weird air of creepiness to it. Maybe it’s just the name “daddy” itself. It’s cute when girls are little. Calling their Dad, daddy. But I just can’t relate. I guess he was just always my Dad. So […]
Read MoreThis is a picture of my friend. For the sake of the blog, let’s call her Anastasia Beaverhousen. You know, Anastasia like the princess and Beaverhousen… like where the beavers live. (Do you get that reference? If you do, you can definitely sit with us.) Well, old Anastasia would never brag about herself. SO […]
Read MoreI was a girl scout. What up troop 638. I was a student athlete. Growing up I liked to put on a shiny dress just as much as the next girl, but I also enjoyed much more than that. I was a tom boy but that didn’t mean I didn’t rock a saddle shoe […]
Read MoreToday my life long childhood friend posted this video of her husband. Who happens to be a glorious human. My mind started to wander about what type of people I want to surround my kids with. Click the link below. Read his story and watch the video. Inspiring as shit. Blue Cross Video My only […]
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