I had a choice between showering and blogging. Today, personal hygiene wins, so you get nothing.
Back again tomorrow with the dirty details.
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Why is she so mental?
- Mental Momma
- I am the mother of two children and a reinventionist who is now embarking on a writing career because the voices are telling me to. I was raised in the southeast and recently relocated to Boston where I spend my spare time ordering grits online and tracing the whereabouts of missing mittens.
My life list
- Renew my vows in Vegas
- Take a trip to Greece with girlfriends
- Make a perfect homemade pie crust
- Develop a signature cocktail
- Write a novel
- Hike in New Zealand with my husband
- Sunbathe topless in public
- Drive a stick shift
2 comments:
oh im with ya. choices. everytime i get in the shower (during naptime) i swear i hear someone crying. its so wierd. like there's a funny noise in my water pipes that sounds like crying...or maybe its in my head.
anyway its like a race to get it all done before i get interrupted in midshave or something and have to walk around with that one landing strip on my front shin.
Oh come ON!There's no blogger aroma!
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