Dear Buyer....

An Open Letter to the Buyer of our Home:

Dear Buyer, we think we need to break up with you.

The List

Imma gonna take a hot minute,

(and it is literally HOT in my train car. No power, no A/C, but I am too stubborn to move because it is quiet in here and I got a sweet ass seat to myself. It's the little things people. Now....if the guy blaring that song 'How. Does it feel. To treat me like you do.....' could just go ahead and walk away it would be perfect) 

to tell everyone the awesome home stuff that has been happening.

Our attorney sends over The List on Monday.
What's The List, you ask?

Drop the Mic....I mean temps

Oh hey! Fancy seeing you here!
Let's take a moment to revisit the whole reason I started blogging in the first place!

And a one, and a two, and a......

Inspector Gadget

Happy Friday ya'll!
Hope everyone will be attempting to take advantage  of something outdoors-y this weekend. Even if it's just drankin' on your porch! 

Last night I slept like a boss.
I am a rather light sleeper, but when the alarm went off this morning, dreams of Mr. Tatum were still fluttering in my brain.

So what's new on the homefront?

What has TBag been up to?

I think I'm ready to come back.

"Go to the light Carol-Anne!"

Summer is, sadly, on its way out, and today couldn't be a more perfect milestone in my life to share with the masses and stake my claim back in the blogging world.

Today is my motha f-ing birthday.
And not just any birthday.
A new decade.
Dirty. Thirty.

However, we will be postponing any major festivities for about a month.

Why?

Well....here is what we have been up to in the last couple of months.