tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486349.post8602483068485652570..comments2024-03-08T01:08:58.505-08:00Comments on Pix 'n Prose: Lite PostsJanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08768642297159125156noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486349.post-76537120210158145862007-12-26T10:18:00.000-08:002007-12-26T10:18:00.000-08:00Ahoy hoy. Merry Boxing Day! Sorry your kids are.....Ahoy hoy. Merry Boxing Day! Sorry your kids are...kids. One day they'll be grown-ups, but then you'll be old. It's lose-lose.<BR/>In other news, somethings up with my email. Are we (the ladies) hanging out?<BR/>Miss you!raychhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08321213376462899047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486349.post-23970760314943296182007-12-23T12:21:00.000-08:002007-12-23T12:21:00.000-08:00I tried to quit once, parenting that is, but I was...I tried to quit once, parenting that is, but I was told I couldn't. No one else wanted them and they arrest you for killing your own kind. I now know what happened to the brain cells my parents used to have - we were teenagers once. They not only eat you out of house and home, they destroy any remaining intellectual brain cell material. Many days I find myself doing little more than sitting in a corner staring at my toes. Oh, drooling sometimes. That's when I'm not crying and pulling my hair out. I've seriously considered taking up smoking again, but the cost keeps getting in the way. <BR/>One day they'll have teenagers, too. It keeps me going.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com