Once Upon A Time, I was a Welfare Mommy. I put myself through college and became a Welfare Worker, all while keeping my sardonic sense of humor in check. There's still too much month at the end of the money, but too much money to qualify for any "help". I have gone through three marriages (one to a female) and feel like I am a different person in each phase of my life. I'm also the fulltime mother of a snotty Teenage Girl, an equally sweet and frustrating Tween Girl and a Messy Little Boy.
I work fulltime, detest trying to plan dinner, and dream of buying a dishwasher one day...
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I tell mine to the moon. Have since I was very young, actually.
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