Bad Mom is hoping for quick relief from the 2 1/2 acetaminophen tablets that were best used by 12/06.
Bad Mom is attempting to organize a schedule for cleaning the entire house, making banana bread, finishing laundry, and grocery shopping. Tonight.
Bad Mom is trying not think about the mess being made by three wildly giggly girls upstairs.
Bad Mom is actively not looking directly at her kitchen.
Bad Mom is grateful her husband offered [with very little
Bad Mom is mentally preparing herself for the necessary-but-highly-unpleasant-sounding mammogram tomorrow.
Bad Mom is looking forward to a long solitary lunch with her iPod and Ann Patchett book after tomorrow's appointment.
Bad Mom is thankful for all of the people who (curiously) find time, energy, and interest to keep following her blog.
