Too Close For Comfort

I really dislike when our slumscaper comes to pick our grass, and asks my son how camp is. Ok, that’s perhaps not so much a problem as when he asks hubby about the ins and outs of his global trips, wishes him a happy birthday and looks at me with disgust for not having lunch with him. And that’s not even the worst of it! He’s sitting two seats away from me on the deck drinking our can of soda that he took!

About Lady in Red

mom of 3
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