It's only the second day of the new year, and I'm already making great strides toward embodying my new vision of mother martyrdom. Yesterday, in the mall parking lot, I hit the bridge of my nose on my car's trunk door (don't ask). The cut took over an hour to clot, giving store employees, fellow shoppers, and other good Samaritans plenty of time to tap me on my shoulder and let me know that my forehead was bleeding.
We're off to a great start! How about you?!!!!