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.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Note to self:
If you are going to complain about how your husband stinks, wait until AFTER getting the little blue box.
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.