Even though I have a list of real posts to write, my writing time has been severely limited lately, so yes, I am resorting to one of these instead. You know you like it.
My belly button is an innie.
I know you wanted to know that. I actually can’t think of a single adult I know with an outie. I babysat a couple of kids with outies, but I know at least one of them had surgery to make it an innie when they were older. Weird.
Happiness is Now 