TGIF. I made it. WE are gearing up for another storm. I missed the one last week, I was in Laughlin with Anissa for a Softball Tournament. So I am hoping it rains tonight because I don't want to go to Sara's Softball game. I know, I am an awful mother. But I am willing to accept the consequences. My mother has survived after all the crap she put us through. I think my kids will be fine as well. It builds character. What kind of adults would they turn out to be if they didn't have a few parental issues to go to therapy for?