Happy Friday
Me? I am seething. Because my youngest son? He is a smartass. He is so GROUNDED when he gets home from school. I know he isn’t having the easiest time of it at school these days, but I’ll be damned if he’s going to take it out on me, and smartass and backtalk his way through every conversation he has with me and everybody else. Thank God my oldest son is pretty much done with this unacceptable behavior. I hope the youngest gets through puberty soon, because one of these days I swear I am going to lose it and go all Red Forman on him and put my foot up his ass! No, seriously, I think constantly about sending him to military school somewhere. He could certainly benefit from stricter discipline. It’s just me here at night with them and he seems to think he is going to bully his way into ruling the roost here. And I’ve got news for him….he’s just….NOT.
Well, I’ve put up my disclosure statement, and I am ready to start pay-per-post-ing. I’ve been looking around at some of the ops, and trying to decide which ones to use. I also still have a lot of exploring to do at the site, though, to make sure I do things right and all that jazz.
I also plan on getting started on some of the writing prompts at some new places. Until then, I am off to nap and dream of a kitchen full of fabulous dishes, and a finished patio and front porch. And the kids being past the smartass stage.
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