I am strong
I am invincible
I am Woman!
My mantra, however annoying, for the next week.
My mother's visiting until Saturday.
Deep Breaths
Deep Breaths
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Somehow I'm alternating between standing at the kitchen counter with my eyes closed telling myself, "She's just crazy. She'll go home. Everything is Allll Right," and running off into an extra bedroom, squeezing behind the door and whispering in my high-pitched Gene Wilder voice, "I'm hysTERical! I'm WET! And I'm hysTERical! I'm in PAIN, and I'm WET, and I'm hysTERical!"
More of the former, less of the latter, please.
2 comments:
Oh dear god. Do you have liquor in the house? DO YOU HAVE LIQUOR IN THE HOUSE?????
Oh My God, They Won't Leave Or Go Back To The Hotel To Go To Bed!!!
My children are stuck to the ceiling by their fingernails and I seriously need a stiff drink!
Pant. Pant. Pant.
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