So I'm flipping through these women's magazines for work when I suddenly realize I may now be more of a Family Circle reader than a Cosmo reader. When did that happen? Rather than stopping him in his tracks with my good looks, I'm okay with my slicked-back pony tail so I can try out that new recipe and pick play-dough up off the floor.
"It's hip to be square"?
Until the next nap time...
