Why is it that when the teenager wants to know which outfit looks better, the response to the answer is always 'why, are you saying I look fat in the other one'?
Why does it take so long on hold to get through to the tax office?
Why can't I find anything to wear to uni today? This is an easy one, but involves a long search through the teenager's floordrobe. Thank you tax office, I now don't have time.
About Me
- Sunday
- Artist and single mother trying to make sense of the world, art, teenagers and men. I love to eat well, live well, and hope to one day to love well. I am a good cook, a bad dancer, and an okay painter; okay enough to keep us all going, for which I am grateful. You can email me at sunday dot painting at yahoo dot com
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