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My throw up hurts.It's Friday night and the house is quiet. Daughter #1 is away at cowgirl camp, daughter #2 is asleep, no stirring, no wait, asleep, and husband #1 has probably just cracked beer #2 while enjoying his weekly golf night with the boys....

Terrified, stupefied, horrified, I have crossed into the world of the blog. What's with all the theatrics you might wonder? Well, maybe I'm not alone (or maybe I am) but up until now, I have lacked the energy and the courage to take the blog...