I had the Naughty Moms for dinner last night. Don’t ever have a group of women called the Naughty Moms to your house for dinner with an unlimited supply of wine.
Don’t have me to your house for dinner with an unlimited supply of wine.
More on the Naughties later. This morning I’m off to a talent show at the boy's camp.
Not that they told me about the talent show. Or ever mention a single word about camp. Another mother had to tell me about the show.
For that, I’m taking my camera and going to sit right in front of the stage and wave a lot.
Payback is a bitch.