This is the equivalent of walking in on your grandpa who is passed out in his reclining barcalounger in the middle of the day while watching reruns of “M*A*S*H” and snacking on pork rinds. If that kid comes back and tries to break into my garage again this is exactly where you will find Chuck.
Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.
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