Do I Have to Invite Her Again?
She ruins every gathering, then acts shocked when nobody tells her the next one is happening.
She ruins every gathering, then acts shocked when nobody tells her the next one is happening.
He is twenty four, employed, and somehow my groceries keep disappearing faster than my patience.
There is apparently a gift required for every holiday, season, milestone and random Tuesday.
I hit my limit at dinner, grabbed my purse and left before I said something uglier.
One room is basically storage with a bed, and I am tired of pretending that makes sense.
My friend’s son is mean to mine, and she keeps calling it boys being boys.
Everybody loves my house for holidays because they do not have to clean it before or after.
She is thirteen, lying about accounts and already learning how cruel strangers can be.
My sister wants thirty people in matching pajamas for a photo nobody asked for.
The rabbit was supposed to teach responsibility. So far it has taught me about urine.