Stranded, Farmington, a Promotion & a Virus

Our third baby went to the hospital. Whaddya mean you don’t know who our third baby is? Y’know – the one that has a face only a mother could love. The one that is big, black and boxy. *sigh* Yeah. Our Scion was in the shop. The Daddy…uh…kinda…uh… left the car ‘on’ all night (not …

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