A few months ago we needed to hire a new assistant, and through a friend we met someone who fit every requirement and then some. Internet, meet John: Yes. There are now two people in this house who go by that name, and so to avoid any confusion I refer to my husband as Armstrong. [...]
No joke, I was standing there taking this photo when he farted and glitter came out of his ass.
These are the flowers Jon got me for Mother’s Day a week ago, but it was yesterday that I finally got to sleep in. Which was all I wanted for Mother’s Day, an extra hour of sleep. That hour was totally worth the wait.