Happy Easter, mom. I miss you.
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Life can be insanely hard. But it can also be insanely grand. As far as I'm concerned, it all boils down to what kind of day you're having. And, as my amazing mom used to put it, "Some days you're the bug, some days you're the windshield". Simple, right? So...bugs or windshields?
I AM A COMMENT WHORE:
Here's the deal: If you don't comment, I don't know you're reading. If you're not reading, why am I writing? Silliness. Stop that creepy lurking thing and type me a note. I'm needy.
FOR THOSE OF YOU JUST JOINING US:
Here's a basic rundown:
Me: "The Boss Lady".
Husband: "Hubs", "Babe" or "The Guy That's Snoring on the Couch".
Older Son: Formerly "PPT". Now known as "The Hormone King", due to his sudden mood swings and overall bitchy demeanor. 13 years old. I know. Kill me.
Younger Son: "The Dictator". 7 years old. Might not make it to 7 1/2.
Dogs: "Good Dog", "Bad Dog" & "The Spaz".
*Need to contact me directly? Try shanandtheboys@yahoo.com.
Me: "The Boss Lady".
Husband: "Hubs", "Babe" or "The Guy That's Snoring on the Couch".
Older Son: Formerly "PPT". Now known as "The Hormone King", due to his sudden mood swings and overall bitchy demeanor. 13 years old. I know. Kill me.
Younger Son: "The Dictator". 7 years old. Might not make it to 7 1/2.
Dogs: "Good Dog", "Bad Dog" & "The Spaz".
*Need to contact me directly? Try shanandtheboys@yahoo.com.
WHO I BE:
- The Boss Lady
- Orange, California, United States
- I'm just your basic old mom, wife, employee, maid, accountant, tear-wiper, taxi driver, disciplinarian, almost-middle-aged gal trying to make it through the day. And have fun while I'm at it. Or at least hang on to my sanity.
I LOVE COMMENTS:
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