For three days I have have been walking around mumbling the same thing under my breath over.and.over.and.over:
"I love my sister, I love my sister, I love my sister."
But right at this moment? I would GLADLY wring her neck.
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a.k.a. Fiona
Some people see the glass as half empty, some see the glass as half full...I just want to know who the HELL drank my wine!
About Me
- Fannie
- I am Fannie: a 40ish mom of two daughters; Precious Oldest (23) and Precious Youngest (20), who are both in college, please pray for me. I have been married to the Saint for 26 years. We share our home with a cairn terrorist. This is my story.
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Things I read when I should be working
- Daisy's Secret Garden
- Derfwad Manor
- From The Frontlines
- Go Fug Yourself
- Green Girl In Wisconsin
- I Miss My Sanity
- Jen On The Edge
- Journals of a Working Mom
- Juggling Life
- Madame Queen
- Mamarazzi
- My Life as a Hotfessional
- My Life In A Drawer
- Okay, Fine, Dammit
- Opiate of the Masses
- Random Ramblings
- sAy AnYtHing
- Say La Vee
- The More The Messier
- The Rocking Pony
- The Underpaid Kept Woman
- The Women's Colony
- Tired Momma
- Vintage Thirty
Cairn Terrorist
a.k.a. Fiona
5 comments:
I have so been there.
Good luck.
No good deed goes unpunished. Ever.
You're a better woman than me.
I understand. And my mantra? "I love my job, I love my job, I love my job."
Sometimes, I even believe that sh*t.
Deep breath. This to shall pass. Really it will. Another deep breath.
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