Not having a great “Mothering” day.  Don’t ask me today if I’m thrilled that I chose to become a parent.  Greg handed me this comic as I stood in the kitchen in tears, and I had to laugh….yep, that’s Motherhood.  Then the doorbell rang with a delivery of a skirt.  As a daring surprise, Greg bought me clothes.  He ran across a beautiful olive green, teflon, indestructible, yet adorably constructed skirt he thought I might like.  Like?  I LOVE it;  it’s the greatest Mommy-skirt of all time.  You know what makes everything better?  A great summer skirt that fits perfectly.  I dried my tears and bought a sweet tea.  I’m drunk on sugar.  I know how WRONG it is for me to drink this tea, after all the sugar talk.  But seriously, it’s either this tea, or I’m running away to Nantucket and changing my name to Bernice.  Just Bernice, nothing else, but everyone will whisper as I walk by and call me, “That lady who permanently lost her voice from yelling at her ungrateful and misbehaving children.” Let’s face it Mommies: not every day can be crafts, cookies, and handmade dresses.  Some days?  Just SUCK.