Driving in the car last night, my daughter got angry at me and yelled, “Big Stupid!” in my direction. My husband and I discussed with her how she’d like it if we nicknamed her Big Stupid. I commented that I knew of a blogger called Big Stupid Tommy – a name that always cracked me up. Despite the humor of Tommy, I wasn’t laughing when my daughter said it to me.
We handled it.
It did remind me of how all families experience bad times or accidents or what will become “good” stories. Like Tracie Meyer in A South End Journey,
What could go wrong? Not enough paint!!!!!!!!!!! Also, the directions clearly state use a natural bristle paint brush not synthetic…. no one told me this. My fancy new brush becomes a solid mass of some sort of science project gone bad right before my very eyes. Pretty crazy. This leaves me with the bargain basement brush Nichole locates.
Her whole story is one of things that went wrong! Nothing like a good story…
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