The road to dog rescue is paved with the 3 Bs: Bugs, Barf, and Bites, and I’ve had my share of them all. Date night with Karen is less likely to involve a romantic dinner and more likely to involve detonating flea bombs in my car to eliminate party favors left by a recent transport.
I have to admit, before parenthood I was a wild child. Tattoos, piercings all over the place and my hair was never a normal color. As I got older and realized I couldn’t work at Hot Topic all my life, and the Indian Motorcycle dealership I worked at went under I stripped my hair back
Some readers here may remember me as a contributor last fall, and some may not. I wanted to post a short introduction and apologize for my lack of involvement over the past six months. When Michelle contacted me about writing here I was so excited. I jumped on board on top of my other writing
