And day 2 was no better

I’d love to report that day 1, what with all the orange juice spills and stickiness of skirt was just an anomaly and that I returned to a manageable level of craziness thereafter…but no. Today is day 2, and already I’ve lost a toenail and…BURNED MYSELF WITH MY CURLING IRON FOR THE THIRD TIME. I…

poo rising

I am perfectly ashamed of myself. As mentioned on my birthday post, I had the most horrific thing happen to me a couple years ago and never blogged about it. To explain: Back when BandGeek and I lived in Tacoma, we were living in an older house (built around 1930) with a below-ground basement.