Monthly Archives: March 2011

I married a billy goat.

I live with two billy goats.Carl came to me the other day and with a concerned look, he asked, “What’s wrong with my head?!”Upon examination, I determined it was a bruise.  Right smack dab in the top middle of his forhead.See, Saturday, he helped some friends move.  “Did you hit your head?” I asked.A sheepish […]

I didn’t mean to be a creep.

In 2009, right after Carl and I got married, I took a class that I had wanted to take for as long as I could remember.  Sign language.  I had wanted to learn sign language forever, but it was just never in the cards for me to take it.  Year after year in college, I […]