Author Archives: The Daring One

You find that your purse is suddenly inexplicably filled with legos and orange crumbs. People abruptly unveil way too personal parts of their bodies and ask you if they look red. Your chapstick is filled with dirt. Several times throughout … Continue reading →

I’twas, i’twas. And we consumed greatly large amounts of the fats and the sugars. Because we are patriots. The cupcakes were made from scratch and about 80% organic, which seems somewhat ironic considering that after eating them we let the … Continue reading →

Until recently, dinner conversation at our house frequently consisted of Dan and I trying to have adult conversation while the kids interrupted to ask if they could get down, eat ice cream or spill their milk all over the table. … Continue reading →

I worked out for the first time today since I overdid it trying to beat that old lady with a cane in the race and ended up flat on my back for 2 weeks from the strain. It felt great … Continue reading →