Archive for the the diary of a reluctant mother Tag

What’s THAT Smell?

I must ask myself that at least 12 times a day.  Most of the time, it’s either the kid, the dog, the trash, or shamefully ME. However, today’s stench du jour was actually SCARY. We were returning home from our walk, and because the two spot-a-pot stops in the park were clearly not adequate for me,   (Thanks asshole for
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I Don’t Care How Cute You Are. . .

Late last week, we received an envelope in the mail from a nephew.  It was a solicitation to purchase a magazine subscription.  It was the much dreaded SCHOOL FUNDRAISER. I remember these stupid things from when I was a kid. If it’s possible, I hate them even more now that I’m an adult. At what point in time did society
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