I've never given my kids coffee, but in reading this post I suddenly remembered my g'mother giving me coffee with rice in it. She'd sweeten it and I'd drink the whole cup! No wonder I'm so short.
who also showed up for the free drinks and cough syrup, as there was none to be found inside the beltway. Michelle had bought up the entire supply of alcohol, in hopes to win the support of all that attended the mommy mixer that Fenty arranged at this DCUM's house.
So Zumbamama said, cheers, everyone. She looked to DCUM, who held up her bottle of cough syrup to toast Zumbamama's mojito.
Word spread through the neighborhood and everyone began showing up for the party on Michelle. First came the SAHM across the street, who was immediately mocked for wearing yoga pants and a North Face vest, but then was given a free drink after she made mention of her country club membership. Next came a WM and her trilingual nanny, who were instantly met with an icy glare from the SAHM. But Zumbamama quickly told them to chill and turned on some music.
I shopped and shoveled yesterday looking like I rolled out of bed in my swanky Target pants and unbrushed hair. But today I finally got sick of looking raggedy, so tomorrow I will shovel the snow with my new cut and color.