When Henry tells me I’m Perfect. . .
I’ve got the sneaky suspicion he might be stretching the truth.
The day after Ladies Night out. . .
This next one really makes me cringe. . . probably because this isn’t a result of the Ladies Night Out. I’m just terrible at keeping up with the laundry . . .
Luckily for me I bought some of Melissa’s fabulous cupcakes. Nothing makes the bad stuff disappear like a hot cup of tea and a delicious cupcake. . .
To bad the bad stuff comes right back once the cupcake is gone. . .