ME: How was your day? MR. CANDY: Good! The client liked our proposal — ME: Skylar’s poop turned green today. MR. CANDY: Green? ME: Bright.
Category - Candy’s Column
Our fluffy daughter Marcy, as you may recall, sank into a deep depression when we first brought Miss Skye home. No longer the primary tenant of my lap, she was devastated.
On-line shopping has bitten me in the ass more often than I’d like to admit — from those SmoothAway pads that didn’t remove my leg hair so much as make my skin cry for mercy, to Victoria’s Secret bathing suits that...