Shaft wasn't the only bad mother —

Actually, today I am feeling like the bad mother of the Mommie Dearest/ Mama Rose sort.

You know you have much to be thankful for when your biggest complaint about your child is that you thought she could have written a better bio for her high school musical.

I need to stop micro managing certain aspects of my children's lives.

Other parents worry about their children sneaking out, failing their classes, wrecking the car.

Me, I feel I must say something to my child regarding why she thanked the choir teacher and not the drama teacher. (Why did she do that, I still wonder?)

Note to myself: stop it!

Okay, Nancy and Mark, are you happy?

I have a new to place to write the stuff that spills out of my mind. Thanks!

Hooray for coworkers.