...one of those days. Do you know what I'm talking about?
I felt like this:
Parley fed the baby cheeze crackers, which gratefully ended up on her clothes and not in her mouth.
Parley drew all over my hope chest with a pencil.
Yes, the hope chest my big bro made me for my wedding.
I think I got most it off with a damp cloth.
America has been taken over by left-wing radicals. (Oops, did I let that slip?...)
Sigh.
But...
I look around my home and see all that is good. My children, my husband....
tomorrow will be a better day.
2 comments:
You are not alone. I have had one of those days too. I wish you were here, we could vent together.
I like what she said about the outcome:
http://glittersmama.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-rant.html
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