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Friday, November 6, 2009
Well we know that Eric looks like a funny guy with a beard, and we know that Lennon is having trouble at school with the Mean Girls, and we know that Harrison makes noises like the demon on the Exorcist (well, you know now, anyway), and we know that I'm feeling like a big worthless wet rag trying to soak up a kool-aid stain on a white carpet, but what readers of Mommyblogyay don't know is why I even bother. What's keeping me going? What's keeping me from ordering my tombstone (if you make a pizza joke, I swear to God.....)
I've decided that it's this. This is what makes it all seem okay enough.
Mom to two of the most adorable kids named after Beatles, wife to a frustratingly-talented musician stuck in a suit and tie, sister to the biggest bunch of head cases you'll never meet, daughter to a genius and a saint, and friend to all. Legally blind, Certifiably bipolar, and Undeniably oversharing, the only question left to ask is, Why wouldn't you be reading this?