"Mom, we have to get there early this time!" said The Hare anxiously, while we packed up for an outdoor concert. Last summer we bought tickets to see Maroon 5 and Train at the same venue. That was The Hare's first big concert and her absolute favorite band. (Probably because they are my favorite band … Continue reading Everything changes after sex
"OK - enough already!" barked The Hare from the backseat. The Tortoise, The Hare and I were on our way to Dairy Queen. The Tortoise's grumpy disposition had not gone unnoticed, and when prompted, she blamed it on PMS. "What is this PMS thing you keep talking about? It's like you and sissy have some … Continue reading What do cake, ice-cream and sex have in common?