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Sometimes I Stink
Sometimes I stink. (Okay, I stink a lot). Hmmm…maybe I should explain…. So far this morning, I’ve served hotdogs for breakfast (don’t ask), returned the contents of the silverware drawer to their rightful homes (Emma was, er, displeased, by my removal of her art installation), and reheated my first cup of coffee in the microwave… [ read more ]