Hello, Pretty Bride here. Muskrat doesn’t know I can hear him upstairs with his daughter through the monitor. He left me with his Thinkpad chatting with an AT&T rep, so he could go initiate bathtime. Just thought I’d transcribe the exchange upstairs: Muskrat: Your name is Macy, not Baby. Toddler: […]
We just drove by the 8-month construction project that is the I-75/I-85 (they’re the same road for a few miles) repaving project bisecting downtown and midtown Atlanta. There was a cop on the side of the road, or at least, someone dressed like a cop with flashing blue lights on […]
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Last weekend, I saw REM perform. Being a 30-something parent with multiple professions, I rarely get to go to concerts any more, so I try to pick them well. Stipe can still rock like he did 30 years ago, and seeing Mike Mills glow when he took over vocals for […]
Muskrats are only allowed to park here.
