It all started from a newspaper article and a “let’s-do-coffee” date.
First, the newspaper article: a nice reporter asked if she could do an article on my family. Next thing you know, I’m labeled “SuperMom.”–Goodness! Not on your life!
Then, at a meeting at the local Starbucks, a woman informed me that “not everyone is as perfect and has it all together like you do.”
That did it. I had to show her. I opened my mini-van to show her: popcorn kernels…all over the floor…from when I dumped them three weeks before!