"You have been such bad girls that he has up and died and you are NOT getting anything for Christmas this year. Not one damn thing!" I just want to scream this at my girls today. You'd think that this close to Christmas that they'd be on their best behavior. Pretty sad that here it is 6:30 and I am needing a drink.
They are driving me up the effin' wall. It has been one of those "mom she's looking at me afternoons". I just want to cry right now. I need a night out all to myself. How I'd love to go see a movie, or just sit at Borders reading a book, sipping on a coffee or tea. A nice quiet place with no children.