July 1, 2009 by The Domestic Goddess
Nope. Not a dog. Definitely not a baby. Not my baby, anyways. It’s a motorcycle (for those of you not good at picture identification).
Please keep me in your prayers.
Category: Blah, Blah, Blah, Darling, Shopping, Vacation
I am shocked. Good luck, oh accident-prone family!
Oh girl, you have my sympathies.
Oh no he di’int!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wow. Just ……… wow.
I told my husband that if he EVER bought a motorcycle it would come with divorce papers. Seriously. I hope you and yours stay safe.
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