
Zombies. If it isn't October, which it isn't, let us stop with the craze. Silly. It is fine in a haunted house, but not in everyday conversation.

This was funny the first time I saw it. But, unfortunately, the 16 Wednesdays I've seen it since then (and it has been EVERY Wednesday) it has not been funny.
How about a little guilt trip? I hate these pics floating around Facebook. Apparently I hate my siblings, don't love my kids, and think it is ok to beat your spouse. Whatever!

I'm open to alternative treatments, natural things, whatever. I've tried oils many times actually, on myself and Max. My assessment? It's bullshit. None of them ever worked, even a little. It is in the same category now to me as Mary Kay and Scentsy consultants. (Mind you I have 2 friends that are DoTerra people and I love them both dearly, just not the oil fad).
Chiropractors. Maybe I haven't been to a good one, maybe my problem didn't require a chiropractor, but as of now my opinion of this is it is crap. Never felt better after it, they always want me to come back 19 times before I will see a real difference. I'd rather get a massage.
Also, I've decided I don't like cupcakes.
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