Sorry giggityÂ has absolutely nothing to do with Father’s Day. I might have turrets.
So in case you are a horrible daughter/son/husband/wife/whatever and have not even bothered to plan a thing for your dad, well you should count your lucky stars because being the good friend that I am, […]Continue Reading →
Â Â Â Â Â Â If you are just joining me now, last week was my birthday. Don’t worry, I’m not here to make a big deal out of it. I am not one of those people spend an entire month celebrating their bday. Um, a week is too much already. It is calledÂ birthDAY-Â notÂ birthMONTHÂ or birthWEEK, […]Continue Reading →