The ChemMom has returned. Had a fabulous time in San Antonio with my girlfriends. Didn't kiss anybody whose first name begins with the letter C (including Cowboy). Will blog about it later, if memory and children permit.
But meanwhile, here's what I learned after I came home. I always suspected that I was special and truly extraordinary. Yet now I know that I am AMAZING. I am strong and wise beyond my years, and oozing capability from every pore. OK, that oozing bit sounds kinda gross, but the point is, ChemMom is really a ChemGoddess. (Which I did already know, but the chemgoddess blogspot was already taken.)
What is my super power, you ask? How do I demonstrate my vast superiority over ye mortal folk? Is it X-ray vision? Can I spontaneously burst into flames? Can I control the weather, bringing in storms that evocatively wrap my scanty clothing around my supersized post-nursing breasts?
Don't you wish. Dream on, Cupcake.
Here is what I can do. I am the only one ... in this ENTIRE HOUSEHOLD ... who can set up and operate this.
Ah, welcome home, ChemMom. This is your life.
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And that gets a big HA!
Whee! I knew you had the power! ;)
Ha! And I bet you got lots of practice upon returning home!
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