As far as the previous post goes... you know, the one where I was this crazy bitch just whining & complaining about being in a bad mood & my girls being ... well, kids?
No need to worrry.
No need to call CPS on my sorry butt.
My daughters' survived, and I survived as well.
All's well that ends well.
And how was that accomplished you might ask???
Well, how else?
I just had enough, and had to say to myself "Fuck the house & the chores!
We need some fresh air!" ......... So what else would we do but hit the mall?
Yeah, nothing like some mother/daughter bonding time to relieve all that damn stress= so we went SHOPPING!
New summer clothes... Nice!
Some ice cream while we're at it... Nice!
and to top it off a nice foot rub when we got back home after 5 hours of walking & shopping...... even better!