Every few months, we seem to just run out of forks. This is the only explanation for why.
C’mon, buy my book, for cryin’ out loud.
A comic.
Every few months, we seem to just run out of forks. This is the only explanation for why.
C’mon, buy my book, for cryin’ out loud.
I kind of love having two-hour delays. I can totally make it to work by 10:00 am every morning.
As ever, my book is available for your purchase and enjoyment.
The last time we babysat the Wee Baby Donovan, the poor thing was sick. And full of snot. So much snot.
Y’know what’s not full of snot? My book!
It’s back to work for us after two weeks off. The time off has been lovely, but…well, no but. Going back to work blows goats.
Make the day better and go buy my book. If enough of you do it, maybe I wouldn’t have to keep going to work.