Where's that sign?
After I posted my long rant. I thought, phew. Glad I got that out, even if it makes me feel guilty because I know I'm blessed and shouldn't complain. So I went to enjoy a milano and a cup of chai.
One of my little turps ate all the cookies except one! They were in my room, btw, so there goes another example of inconsiderateness. Not only do they go into my room without asking, but they eat all my cookies! Oh, that's right, they left me one. How thoughtful.
I won't be bothering to ask who it is because I already know the culprit. He/she goes by the name of, not me, and I can never seem to locate him/her.
Sigh. God, help me have a good attitude today.
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Warning! Motherhood isn't for wimps. I'm plodding through motherhood one clogged toilet at a time and I'm still loving it. My life is full of beauty and craziness. I've decided I'm officially going insane, would you like to come along?
