
Will my child be accepted to Beauvoir Pre-K? |
I don't believe in this BS so I know you'll never be able to find out if my career switch will work out the way I'm thinking it will ![]() |
I see a beautiful building atop a green grassy hill, filled with children in appropriately pricepointed apparel from Crew Cuts, Polo, and Mini Boden (no mixing and matching fancy separates with duds from Target).
I see a small flock of coiffed forty-something ladies with Chloe handbags discussing the Cape (not May). One suspiciously awkward woman in polyester is approaching them, smiling, but they tighten their circle and protect the flanks. A small blond child with a US Open golf cap is patted on the head as he wanders through glass doors. Yes, yes, yes. It will be. |
Will I get pregnant with my third only to excessively worry about H1H1 this winter? |
I see a highchair, its front legs dripping with a batter of wet Cheerios and Cream of Wheat. I hear screaming and crying in the distance. Something about dumping the bin of Legos. I see a small chubby hand throwing a Blackberry into the toilet. I see a woman's arm, desperately lunging for a bottle of Chardoney in the refrigerator. Yes. Pregnant. Twins. |
My house has been on the market since March, when will I get an offer? |
Is my husband's job ok? |
My crystal ball says no, not unless you lower the price. |
February, but the trick to making him a liberal Democrat is to raise him with staunch Republican ideas. He will then rebel against these at 16 and never look back. |
Will I ever lose this baby weight? |
I see a man pacing around a kitchen table, crowded with laminated placemats, coloring books, and playdoh. From his fist, he slams a pink slip onto the table. A woman is gently filling his hand with a bottle of Michelob Amber Bock... She is turning over the pink slip... Let me see... Oh, it's just the carbon from the air conditioning repair bill. DH's job is okay. |
PS-I'm 46 and my oldest is 13-do you think I'm not setting my goals high enough? |
Why doesn't my husband do everything I tell him or ask him to do? Doesn't he know I am in charge? |
I see a woman wearing just a bra and panties. She's reaching into a drawer for fishnet stockings... She has the stockings in her hand...Now she's dancing around the room, swinging the fishnets around her head like a lasso. Now she's singing the words to Smack That... Err...looks like yes. |
I see a house on a large yard... A mailbox... The Gosselins... |