Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Critique partners and other strangers

I have two. And they ROCK!! He formed an online group and basically rip each other's work to shreds, which is I guess the idea but we are having fun doing it. It is like they can read my mind. They know what I am trying to say and help dig it out of my brain to make it clearer.


Speaking of strangers, who took my adorable preteen daughter and left me with the mouthy hormonal alien? The child who begged to wear a bra at age three now needs one and you would think I am using chinese water torture when I make her wear it now. It is a cotton sports bra, Chickie, get over it. You will be wearing one from now until the grave. Suck it up. And stop bawling like a sick calf. All I said was you needed to comb your hair. I did not call you ugly, I did not imply you are dirty and I certainly never said I was ashamed to be seen with you.

On second thought, if your don't blow your nose and dry up the tears, I WILL be ashamed to take you into public. I think it is time to introduce Little Chick to the wonders of Midol.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well said.