Lady Lumberjack


  • I’ve resorted to raiding Husby’s side of the closet — Lady Lumberjack snatching up his flannels like a bad habit. He never says anything about it either. I think it has something to do with my lingering perfume that stays around for the next time he puts it on. That, or he knows better not to ask questions or the dreaded ‘Momster’ might come out. While we’re talking about pointless flannels (just forgive me, this once ok?)… even when I’m not pregnant I typically prefer Men’s plaid shirts (just be sure to buy small) — they’re long enough and seem to fit better. Okay, enough on that subject. Time to go chop some wood. Better yet, make that: carrots, onions, and celery. Soup’s for dinner on this snowy Tuesday!