As if on cue, my son climbs up on the loveseat with me and puts his feet under my sweater. Which is still kind of OK. http://t.co/TrM5S9MTjX

As if on cue, my son climbs up on the loveseat with me and puts his feet under my sweater. Which is still kind of OK. http://t.co/TrM5S9MTjX

24 minutes to relax on a Friday night while my son watches Mickey Mouse? Don’t mind if I do. #partyanimal http://t.co/GkztoT0j41

Into The Night by Benny Mardones wasn’t creepy when I was in Jr. High. Totally creepy to listen to as an adult. shz.am/t69936234
By all rights, I should have turned my ass around and gone back home when I saw how shitty the streets were. But I made it to work. #winter
#tbt Me and my Mickey Mouse doll, Christmas 1978. Like mother, like son. blog.dianaschnuth.com/?p=26939 http://t.co/u6PIeDhccG
