At four o’clock in the morning, I’m ready to be a bit more raw and confess that this blogging business hasn’t been easy but things are happening.
What’s it like being the mommy of a… “mommy blogger”? My mother tells all.
If I ever become famous I am going to become a motivational speaker for bloggers because nobody becomes somebody without working their little bottoms off, do they?
I love my husband but obviously have some deep rooted insecurities that are divulged in my dreams. He sure wished he could be privy to his lecherous behavior, in my sleep.