Like most blondes, I have my fair share of blonde moments. Though I'd like to think I'm a pretty smart gal, I can be an egghead on occasion. Case in point: One time I went on and on telling Ryan a story about a scary dream I had involving bamboos. You know… the monkeys with the pink butts? Riiight… I meant baboons. Eh. Nothing will top my mom's … [Continue reading...]