How's a girl supposed to get her blogging done with all these distractions like kids and a job and housework? Cooking dinner every night is really getting in the way of my dreams of blogger-fame. Do we really have to eat EVERY night? Ugh. So demanding. Why doesn't my three year old understand that Mommy has at least 3 people who are counting on me to write something witty? (We probably have 2 other people who read this, right?). Anyway, I've got to get to my job that I supposedly have to do in order to buy the groceries that I then have to cook for my family. What a racket.