Ive had ten months to ponder why my third child, my cherubic faced little girl, my last child is such a jerk. Gasp, how could I say that? How could I call my adorable, chubby, babe such a name?

It’s a valid question, especially at this time of year. I’m not evaluating myself until I’m sober. Maybe January second I will take a look at what I am doing where wine is concerned. Meg and I have been tossing around not drinking at all in January. I’m already afraid. That’s a lot days.