Flashback Friday time again… I still haven’t lived this one down!
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“And Now I’m Off to the Funny Farm…”
Well, folks, it’s official. Tom and the kids will soon start looking at nice homes for me to live in where the rooms are all padded and they play nothing but soft, soothing canned muzak. Or maybe I’ll be the youngest person ever to enter into an Alzheimer’s care facility. I don’t know what, but something has to be done!
Let me explain by first stating this: I am the WORLD’S WORST MOTHER. I’m not proud of it, and I really have tried to do better, but there it is. I yam what I yam, as Popeye would say it…




