I Have Seen Hell..
And it is full of mucous. If you think I'm kidding, swing by my house. Really. It's everywhere. Tissues, wipes, clothes.. poor Zion keeps dripping on everything. Mike keeps hoarking in the toilet, trash cans and sinks. I feel like I have Lysol permanently attached to my right arm.
I told my grandmother the other day that I'm turning in my mommy license. She said she didn't think you could do that. I beg to differ.
The neighbor called the dog catcher on us the other day - yeah - the brand new neighbors. The other neighbors LOVE our dogs. They feed them and play with them. Apparently, not so much with the new ones. I kinda wanna be like, "Who do you think you are, moving in here and upsetting our lil neighborhood groove?"
Now Mike's downstairs throwing up. For real, could being a mother and a wife be any more gross? I don't recall signing up for this when I got married.
I told my grandmother the other day that I'm turning in my mommy license. She said she didn't think you could do that. I beg to differ.
The neighbor called the dog catcher on us the other day - yeah - the brand new neighbors. The other neighbors LOVE our dogs. They feed them and play with them. Apparently, not so much with the new ones. I kinda wanna be like, "Who do you think you are, moving in here and upsetting our lil neighborhood groove?"
Now Mike's downstairs throwing up. For real, could being a mother and a wife be any more gross? I don't recall signing up for this when I got married.
posted by SevenHappyScrappers at 11:21 PM
2 Comments:
Poor Sara! And it was so nice out yesterday. I feel for ya, that really sucks!
LOL at turning in your mommy license ... smiling because I know how you feel! Hugs to you.
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