Friday, February 6, 2009

have you ever...

(please replace G** with gosh)


gone to bed with a fabulously clean house,
and woken up with a mess of a home?
with your kids using your wicker place mats as frisbees
leaving wicker sticks EVERYWHERE through out the house.
then you suddenly start to cry uncontrollably muttering how could they do this to me?
and wondering if ANYONE loves or cares about you?
i did. this morning. it truly was unexpected....