This piece was originally published on my first blog in 2009. While my parents were waiting for me to be born, my dad was dead certain that I would be a boy. He got over his shock quickly when he was told he had a daughter, but unfortunately, I was born bald and stayed that…
Author: Kay at Blue Speckled Pup
I spend my weekdays days teaching junior high fashion and fitness courses. I spend the rest of my life making up recipes and ignoring my measuring cups, singing, dancing, writing, and making dinosaur noises.
I'm clumsy, passionate, spontaneous, and rather ridiculous. Luckily for me, I am married to a wonderful man who balances me perfectly. We live in Alberta, Canada, with two lovely dogs and one dumb cat.
Misadventures in Dentistry, Part 1: Farewell Eyeteeth
There are few things I hate without adequate reason. I hate high squealy noises (that kid in Walmart who has decided that he needs that super-intergallactic-robot-dizzy-bake-oven or he will die) because they make the insides of my ears burrow further toward my brain. I hate spiders because they have more legs than any living thing…
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