Lazy
posted in Mom Rants |There’s nothing like a winter storm warning to ruin your motivation to put on tight jeans, heels and go out to dinner. Sitting on my couch sans bra watching my husband revel in the fact that Ohio State is probably going to play for the national championship game again is much better than our lofty plans of eating spicy tuna rolls and sharing a bottle of sake at our favorite sushi joint.
Nothing says romance like greasy thai food and Amstel Light.
And stale Kit Kats from Halloween.
Sometimes it’s just nice to be lazy for a change. I will save the heels for work on Monday.



















