So...you wake up one morning and realize that you are where you are. And you decide that this beats the hell out of working for a bipolar boss who was always trying to figure out exactly how to buy her meds over the internet.
Sunday, August 14, 2005
To all the readers out there
I'm using dial-up, so I can't really comment on everyone's posts until I get back. I will try to send some stories to entertain Amy, at least, until I get home.
A Stay-At-Home-Mother that wakes up at 10:15 a.m. and watches movies on pay-per-view all day until 10 minutes before the husband comes home--then brushes her teeth. Come on. You know that's what you all are thinking.