I’d rather pick a scab – on someone else’s arm. I’d rather clean mildew from the grout in the shower at the gym. Not really, but you get where I’m goin’. A representative from the losing team says, “We didn’t come with our game…. We didn’t do our best out there…. I don’t know, we [...]

where the Build-A-Bear Workshop REALLY was. Olivia asked, “Mom, do you know where Build-A-Bear Workshop is?” I said that I did, knowing it there was one at a local mall (OK, it’s a ferry trip, but I know where one is…). Olivia let me know she knew where one was too – “Mom, it’s where [...]

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