Sort of. The fun doesn’t really start until the 19th, which I will very likely speak at length about my Medieval Times birthday party (which D tells me does not count as “Going to a theme party”). We even get pictures and front row seats and I get the chance to have a prince fall in love with me; I am dangerously excited, I can’t even explain. So come back then, and I there will be wonderment beyond your imagination!! I hope.
About MeI'm Mal. This blog is about my life. I like to tell stories about my dog and cat a lot. I love to sew and cook; I'm learning how to roller skate and do tricks on the trampoline; I love math, have a university degree in it, do it for a living, but really suck at arithmetic. I'm also having a baby at the end of the summer, so I like to talk/freak out about that a lot too.