Who Made Me Mom?
This is how I feel today. Cleaning up messes.
Some people (who will never see this post) need to get their shit together.
I am NOT your mom!
If you persist with your alternatively frantic/whining behavior and general lack of appreciation, then I will have no other resort than to send you to your room.
And that may adversely affect my yearly review and possible raise.
5 comments:
Somebody needs a little tango dancing!
I don't think tango dancing is strong enough.
A spanking might work, though. Or not being allowed to go to the Prada store for a month.
Sharing a home with someone other than a lover requires a great deal of strength in flexibility of mind and soul ;)
I don't envy you.
On a much lighter note maybe you are too much of "yummy mummy" and that may be the problem :)
Just let the perpetrator know how you feel(firmly!)
MilongaCat.
Ohhh, very nice, very clever post! :) Hope things get better!
(And, as always, absolutely love your choice of illustration!!!) :)
Dear MilongaCat,
Fortunately, the person I'm talking about is someone at work...so thankfully I don't have to live with that drama at home! But thank your for the compliment--perhaps I am "yummy mummy" and I'll say that's a good thing.
;-)
Hi La Tanguera,
Isn't that a cute image? It's so fun to find just the perfect compliment to something I write that makes everything come together.
Oh, he'll be fine...this person needs a lot of attention. Too bad I can't really send him to his room once in a while, though.
xo
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