Man, what a month. I had a birthday and didn’t act like a whiny bitch. I KNOW, RIGHT? I am now 38 years old and am determined to…well, not act my age or anything, but maybe hide my immaturity a bit better. Yeah… I’m…
Yes, I am back…I just went out for a pack of cigarettes…Right? And I might have to go out for cigarettes again, so come close and listen…right now I’m sitting in my living room, two kids sleeping on the couch after a long, fun…
You are cordially invited to my pity party! Let’s talk about Tough Mom, and how she subsequently became cry-baby-in-public Mom: Without getting off on a tangent, I had a Tiger Mom and for the most part thought I was, too. Until I realized that…