Twitter

And here it is. The week. On Twitter.


I am a mamaw. Obsessed with oatmeal and rising gas prices.

It's always exciting when a garbage truck blows up in front of your building.

I couldn't squeeze any more volleyball in this day if I tried

Three things waiting on me when I got home from the volleyball tournament: The Captain, The Boy, and a jury summons

I can remember all the words to "50 Ways to Leave Your Lover" but I can't remember to buy dog food.

See a penny, pick it up. Unless it's on the bathroom floor

She blinded me with science.

Happy Birthday to the Captain! He doesn't do Twitter. And he won't see this. But Happy Birthday anyway.