Corey and I both got diarrhea on our Cancun honeymoon. (I’m pretty sure he doesn’t mind me sharing that.) I guess they really mean it when they say “Don’t drink the water.” Months after that, we both got the flu and clung to our porcelain throne together in our iddy-biddy apartment bathroom. We learned quite…… Continue reading Merry Christmas. . . Pass the Puke Pail
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Harms in the Haunted Hotel
Sometimes you just need to quit laundry and cleaning and cooking and taxi-driving and writing to spend some quality time with your wild and crazy boys in a haunted hotel: complete with bonus Corey Harms Scares. That man – and his children – find way too much joy in freaking me out. ~Thanks to the Wilderness…… Continue reading Harms in the Haunted Hotel
