I see myself as a multi-tasker. I can write and listen to music while I eat and answer the phone. I can clean while cooking while checking over the children's homework. I can pay bills while listening to NPR while looking at blogs.
But I cannot multitask when my mother is in town. When my mother is in town, I cannot sleep and dream at the same time. I can not brush my teeth while watching myself in the mirror. I cannot walk and chew gum.
I regress to a level of infantilism that is not to be believe. I'm like a giant toddler with drool on my face.
No connection with this whatsoever:
I love Sandrine's kitchen (of Sunrise Hossegor) She is a French lady with a boutique in the beautiful town of Hossegor who as decided that life is better when lived the Sunny Californian way.
So happy. Your California is even sunnier than mine Sandrine.
Oh and by the way I say NO on 8!!! there is this despicable commercial under my post. No on 8 guys! NO ON EIGHT!!!!!!!!
Those political adverstisments are starting to freak me out. So one last time in case you had any doubt as to where I stand, I say NO on Eight and YES to the black man!
Marriage should be between two people willing to clean each other's vomit, wash each other'
s dirty socks, feed each other, love each other till death do them apart.