I learned to ride a motorcycle because I'm a cheapskate... Not because the gas mileage is better, although if I could figure out a way to get all three of my kids on mine, I'd sure use it more often. It's because my husband paid for a slot in the rider course and then found... Continue Reading →
“Somebody Gouge My Eyes Out!”
The next time you need a little excitement at your house, try this: Kiss your spouse in front of your kids. I don't mean the I'm-running-out-the-door-and-I'm-already-late kiss that we often give. I mean a meaningful kiss. Doesn't need to be racy. Just deliberate. My kids react violently: "AWWW... Stop! My eyes, my eyes!" and they... Continue Reading →