Dear Almost-17-year-old,
Your room is vile. You've stolen all my laundry baskets. Don't ask me for s#&t.
Love,
Your Jailer
Your room is vile. You've stolen all my laundry baskets. Don't ask me for s#&t.
Love,
Your Jailer
Dear Bratty-Children-that-Just-Went-to-Mexico,
We've been home 5 days. Girls, thanks for not taking your luggage to the attic and leaving it in the hall for me to trip over and break my ankle. Son, thanks for dogging-me-out and pretending you had actually trekked up-the-stairs to the third floor, when in reality you'd opened the attic door and just tossed it in there. Remind me again, why was it that I saved your a$$es and took you somewhere warm and tropical?
Love and Kisses,
Footloose and Fancy Free Traveling sans Ninos Mamacita
Dear Intestinal Mexican Parasite,
Why did you claim me at Las Islas Mujeres? What did I ever do to you?
Please leave me, never to return.
Always,
Mamacita-with-No-Bowels-In-Tact
Post Spring Break Reality Has Hit.
We've been home 5 days. Girls, thanks for not taking your luggage to the attic and leaving it in the hall for me to trip over and break my ankle. Son, thanks for dogging-me-out and pretending you had actually trekked up-the-stairs to the third floor, when in reality you'd opened the attic door and just tossed it in there. Remind me again, why was it that I saved your a$$es and took you somewhere warm and tropical?
Love and Kisses,
Footloose and Fancy Free Traveling sans Ninos Mamacita
Dear Intestinal Mexican Parasite,
Why did you claim me at Las Islas Mujeres? What did I ever do to you?
Please leave me, never to return.
Always,
Mamacita-with-No-Bowels-In-Tact
Post Spring Break Reality Has Hit.
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