Guest Post: Pea Daddy in the House
I’ve got all sorts of excuses for why I’m not doing a standard post tonight: namely that my cold has worsened and I now sound like Peter Brady going through puberty. Please ignore the fact that this in no way affects my typing ability. Also, I have Round Two of my back injections first thing in the morning. Don’t be scared for me. I’m happy to have the drugs time to myself. When my husband (aka Pea Daddy) said that... Read More
