Category Archives: Bad Mommy Day
They are eating my brain
Day 5 of single parenting, and I have decided that I would rather be a Las Vegas showgirl than a single mother. I can’t believe I just said those words. And to all the moms and dads out there who … Continue reading
How was YOUR morning?
Today, I am full of fail. But I can’t blame anyone but myself. I must exude fail today, like a musk, and everything that encounters my failstench has to make with the bashing. Or something. The morning routine does not … Continue reading
Not safe for work. Or anywhere.
Oh, how I hunger for a well marbled hunk of beef carcass, grilled to medium rare, topped with an inch of boursin and dropped on to my plate. And butter on my bread. My mouth waters at the thought. My … Continue reading
A Letter to My Boss #23
First Draft: I apologize profusely for being late for work this morning. It’s the 3-year-old’s lion’s special book’s fault. *blink* OK, here’s the long story: I frantically jetted out the door at 8:30 this morning to go to the post … Continue reading
In which the writer admits weakness
I have the cutest, grooviest little gadget I never saw myself owning: an iPod Shuffle. My mother bought it for me after the theft of my briefcase (with laptop and mp3 player inside) to cheer me up. I can fit … Continue reading