When Life Hands You Lemons, Throw Them At Somebody
Some days having a teenage girl in the house makes me want to shoot myself in the foot. With a bow and arrow.And forget all those nice things I said about my ex. After my foot's gone, he's next.
I'm in a break in a poker tourney right now (and about to win it), so I'll be back later to elaborate further on this.
posted by Deb at 9:07 PM
5 Comments:
Is it wrong that this post made me laugh out loud? I count myself lucky that my mother did not shoot me when I was a teen!!
No tc....quite alright. I laugh at it all...if I didn't, I'd cry.
It seems that my days off are cursed...they're all Friday the 13ths or something.
I was just thinking the same thing. I am quite happy to be alive after some of the stuff I did as a teen.
Hope the weekend picks up!
It was so much simpler when I was a teen. I just didn't let my parents find out anything; they were happily deluded, I was happily free.
Well it worked at the time anyway.
Thanks Al. I need 3 weekends right about now.
Barb...that's a perfect description of how my teen years went. I try and
keep it all in perspective and, basically, I've come up with this:
The kids rule.
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