tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879191472499971443.post6859457509471054017..comments2023-04-27T01:34:24.364-07:00Comments on What's up with that?: ladystefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15355670493580714941noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879191472499971443.post-30247888368153241552011-04-30T12:36:02.776-07:002011-04-30T12:36:02.776-07:00Thank you so much. At times I feel like I work for...Thank you so much. At times I feel like I work for hours getting the food on the table only to have them come to the table like a hoard of starving locusts, gobble it all down and leave the same way. :)ladystefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15355670493580714941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879191472499971443.post-7815711789999689412011-04-29T13:56:26.126-07:002011-04-29T13:56:26.126-07:00I feel a kindred spirit with you. I, too, was the ...I feel a kindred spirit with you. I, too, was the dutiful daughter while my mother worked and grew up a tad resentful that I'd missed out hanging out at the local burger place after school with friends. I announced to my gaggle of hollow-legged boys that I'm not cooking anymore so to stop expecting it. If I did, they were invited, but to stop attacking me when I walk through the door demanding their trough to be filled. Maybe it changed when I took my writing serious. I switched to "me mode" and have no intention of going back! Fun blogs, lady.Joelene Colemanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14860124133578476836noreply@blogger.com