We Need To Trust Ourselves

I am not a trusting person. This stems from a childhood with a deadbeat biological father who made a ton of promises he didn’t intend to keep. Yes, clichéd “daddy issues.” One of the many reasons I knew my husband was the one I wanted to marry is because he is the first man I have ever trusted completely that I wasn’t related to. Read More We Need To Trust Ourselves

Get Out And Vote, Bitches!

You’re grounded from this blog until you do!   Good morning, readers! We’re headed out to make a difference with our ballots, so we may be a little off on the schedule this morning.  We’ll make up for it with an awesome afternoon .   Now go vote! (Unless you’re an international reader, in which case make yourself at home in the archives.)