This will hit you in all the feels.

Anchor was up most of last night.

Vomiting. On the blankets. Sheets. Comforter. Poor baby has a stomach bug. Which means poor mommy and daddy didn’t sleep well. But daddy has the day off. Mommy still has to haul her ass to work. And who does Anchor prefer to keep up when he isn’t feeling well? I am sure you know the answer to that.

Karl likes to massage blankets.

I like massages.

So who wants to build our own blogging platform?

Huh, huh?

This is a photo of my post-practice cleavage.

This is a photo of my post-practice cleavage.

I’m gonna punch you in the face with my kisses.
Ultrasounds are the worst.

The absolute worst.

someone jailbreak my phone.

so i can have a personal hotspot without Verizon fucking with my life.

I don’t wan’t to hurt myself in that way.
— 
Bridget
Things aren’t going so well for Karl.

Things aren’t going so well for Karl.

Louie.

Louie.

Random thoughts.

All I want is to lose 5 pounds. Then I would feel better about myself.

My mother is difficult.

But because she of who she is, I am who I am.

Rochester, NY

Rochester, NY

En route to the ROC.

En route to the ROC.