You may recall that Jane recently requested an SUV or a crossover for her first vehicle. I’m open to this. What I never mentioned is that my mom has been making noises about buying herself a new car. She has a 2006 Lexus RS400h that lives in a garage, visits only the Lexus dealer and
The house is now as dirty as my hair. I’ve sharpened my knives because Alexander requires endless amounts of fruit. He has a sweet tooth and just today ate a pint of strawberries, a pint of blueberries, half a small watermelon and then all his regular food. He just sort of sits down and inhales
Jane used to love soccer. These days Jane likes soccer. I think after having experienced volleyball she’s decided that it’s a lot of fun to play a sport where people don’t knock you over, pull your hair, whisper “bitch” in your ear and slidetackle you arbitrarily. She was going to try out for the soccer
And I’ve effectively thrown both my children under the bus. I do hope there’s a therapist who waits under busses for children.
ME: It’s time for you to drive. This is bullshit. JANE: What kind of car are you going to buy me? ME: I’m sorry for cussing ME & JANE : Cussing doesn’t count in bad traffic. ME: I don’t know. We want you in something safe. JANE: Jerry said he’s never cut a