I went to a women's brunch on Saturday and, oops, I was late. While trying to find the entrance to the building, I noticed a woman just arriving herself. As she entered the building I heard her tell someone inside, "Oh I haven't been on time since I had my fourth child."
Is this what my life will come to? If I have children will I never be on time again?
I don't want to be late. I am all about the promptness. Ask anyone. Just don't ask me why I was late for the brunch. It wasn't my fault.
Creole Belle
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