My mom wants kids. She wants a husband too. The only problem is she wants these things for ME! I know she only wants me to be happy and secure, but if the skin to hair ratio on my legs is any indicator of my lethargy towards snagging a man, I’d have to say my mom’s wish is looking more and more like a dream deferred. And Kids?! NO WAY, not when I’m more than halfway out of the woods. In 6 short years I’ll be home free, pre-premenopausal and ready to exhale.
Girdle My Loins