My child eats and thoroughly enjoys fried okra. Eww.
Okay, so my pity party for myself is now over. Still without a tear. But I'm done feeling sorry for myself, not like it's going to help anything anyhow. I guess writing it for the whole world to see was venting enough for me. Today I'm happy and chipper, and I hear Heather has a park near her house. Think Kyra and I will be paying her a visit tomorrow!