I recently went out to a bachelorette party with five other girls that were about 10-years younger than me. When "Lemon Drop" shots lined the bar, I didn’t want to feel old or lame and so I threw mine back in seconds after the toast. When I finally opened my eyes after contorting my entire face from the taste of the shot, I noticed that - of course - I would be the only one that didn’t just suck on the lemon but actually ate it. Now I felt old, lame and beastly. Seriously, why do I have no self control for any type of eating? I really had to eat the bar fruit?
Collection of comic strips that illustrate the madness of my life - career, marriage, motherhood...me!
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