You know the one. The one who screams and screams and terrorizes EVERYONE the whole time he’s in some place even remotely quiet or non-home? Yeah. That one. That’s my kid. (However, in my defense, I didn’t ignore his behavior like some parents do. I. Was. MORTIFIED.) I got an email from a local bookstore…
I might be crazy
What’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever said in the heat of an argument??
I needed to have a productive weekend. It only sort of was. I’d say the weekend was half productive, half the laziest weekend EVER, and half-filled with ridiculous “threats” which I’ll tell you about in a minute. And yes, I realize that three halves make a whole and a half and not just a whole….
I just got distracted by an episode of Clean House
and now I have nothing witty to use as a title for this post. There is a litterbox full of feline excrement in an “office” in this person’s house. A house that is full of random shit. A full litterbox. Full. Of cat poop. Not Tootsie Rolls. Cat. Poop. I will never feel like I…
Bring it, kid.
This post is not even remotely related to my job as a mother. It is, instead, completely related to my actual job. I teach in a mobile. One of the perks of this is being able to control my own air conditioning in the summer and heat in the winter. When the rest of the…