The Mom Can’t Get Sick…The Mom Can’t Get Sick…The Mom Can’t Get Sick

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Well, I was hoping to post about something really cheery today, like wine. And rainbows. And drinking wine while watching rainbows. Instead, I’m going to outline the last three days under our roof, as the shit has hit the fan in the most literal sense. THREE NIGHTS AGO 10 PM — I’m nearly finished reading Gone Girl when I hear the little dude crying in his room. Not now, little dude, Mama’s nearly done with the first book she’s read {Read More}