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My mom does not, this is one point in her favor, nag or hint at major milestones she expects me to hit ASAP. She is generally too busy talking about pleasant or unpleasant details of her life. I can, and have, put the phone down and go to the bathroom then return without her stopping or noticing that I wasn't there.
Deena! What a simply yucky day you've been having! PMS deserves a hot fudge sundae from Malleys. And a ride on the merry-go-round. There is pretty much nothing that will make the aftermath of the scare that your kids' lives are in danger ease up... hmm, well, not that they serve at Malley's anyway.... whiskey, maybe...