Did I say there'd be a new "If I were..................." for you today?
The mother of two I had lined up to write it totally bailed on me. BLAH BLAH freelance assignment, BLAH BLAH colicky baby.
She did offer me this:
If I could get married all over again, I’d get shitfaced and hire a babysitter for that night and the next day so she could watch my kids while I wallowed in a hangover and then got a full-body massage and drank some bloody marys.
(Jessica Stam by Sølve Sundsbø via Ms. Mack via Laurel Thompson via SkinnyDipp)