Let's start simple.
Did I mention the blood, swearing, and antics?
This isn't for me. I'm going to go cry in a bathtub of ice cream and vanilla wafers.
Not sure if I've mentioned my 6-month old twin boys (HAHAHA DEAR LORD HELP ME)...
Man, I'll be 36 then...
I'm about to pound this espresso and finish work before the twins wake up OH GOD THEY WOKE UP.
This is how we work, now. Whenever and wherever I can.
I mean, when I post these STATUS blogs what does that mean to people?
Here we go. New week.