The other day my mother and I went out to the market, our favorite place to go. When we walked in, I was kicked in the nose by this awful smell. I watched and stood in disgust as she went in line to get her sample of whatever the heck the sample was.The torture wasn't over for me, unfortunately, they had something else bubbling off to the side. ( Read more... )

So this morning, I finally told my mother about the theif at the cookout. After I told her, I was thinking that maybe I shouldn't have until after she finished curling her hair. My mother is not at all like me, she's ready to tell the world, and shout. I had told her to calm down a bit. I hope she took my advice. I left her because it was extremely ( Read more... )