I’m Covered in Cotton Candy and It’s Not As Much Fun As You’d Expect. So, we volunteered for our daughter’s “End of School” fundraising carnival. The Todd got the bounce house. I got three hours at the cotton candy machine. With gusty winds. Zoe is still plucking bits of pink floss out of my hair.
The most entertaining story of a car thief caught in the act and trying to fake his way out of it. West Valley Police are still laughing about it. Allow us to share.
And imagine a sweet little ladybug. Now imagine a swarm of them so big they’re visible on radar. That’s… scary. I don’t care how cute they are.