...feeling like if I ever make it through the "teenage years" with my sanity intact it's going to be a fucking miracle.
I'd love to meet up with you in 7 years or so. Both batshit crazy.
Hey, you two are lucky. The PR's teenage years will never end. I joke that when I had her I was 6 feet tall. Now she's worn me down to 4'10". I just hope somewhere along the line her taste in men does get better. It's gonna freak out some 18 y/o boy band member to have a 60 y/o fan looking for a kiss and an autograph. This post is meant in humour, not in pity. Sherry is what keeps me sane.