There are so many junk emails floating around expounding the miracle of discovering your squirrel name, hillbilly name, soap opera name, etc. Well, I have no need for a computer to generate a stripper name for me as Conway has already taken on that task.
Over the weekend, we had lots of snow, perfect snow. Snow you can enjoy for at least 2 - 3 days. The kids suited themselves up and were out the door before I was even out of the bed. Why then, I ask you, am I still threatening them every morning of school to hurry up and get ready? So, after a morning dose of icicle collection, sleigh riding in the yard, being careful to dodge hungry chickens, and lots of snowball fighting, they rested.
Alas, poor little Conway's hands were frozen. He immediately jammed them down the front of my shirt, as I was warm and snuggly, since I had stayed in for this round of snow play. When Hubby walked by, Conway declared in broken 2 year old speech...."Hot Boob".
For more than 3 days now, I have been known as "Hot Boob" to my family and closest friends. Sadly, I haven't even made a single dollar yet. I think I need a new manager.
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