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Yes, sometimes I feel like Soup Nazi from Seinfeld.  I have a protocol, and failure to abide by the protocol will have its consequences.

It has been a hard transition from SAHM to working only part time mom.  Now that I spend my morning hours at work, I find it harder to do certain things.  Grocery shopping?  Ha!  I used to do it on mornings while the kids were in school, but before Hubby went to work.  I don’t have that now.  And really, it just never seems like a good time to do my big grocery shopping.  Do I drag three kids after school?  Do I drag him out of bed on the weekends so I can go (which means he will be wearing his crabby pants)?

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I will admit, I adore the Shrek movies.  I remember when the first Shrek came out, I read that someone was upset about a princess that burped and found that in bad taste.  Since I find most of the princess mythology in bad taste, I ignored that particular judgement.

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I don’t have much experience in being a woman.  Oh sure, I have given birth.  I am married, of course.  But I have heard that women really go all out for other women.  I never really understood that.

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I admit that I tend to be a bit of a control freak.  I don’t really think about it all that much.  Normally the bulk of Christmas falls upon my shoulders.  Before, it only made sense.  My husband was busting his butt working two jobs for us, so he just did not have the time to really participate in the minute details.

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When I was a kid, we seldom went out for dinner.  If we did, it was someone’s birthday, and it was memorable.  We did not eat much fast food either.  Sure, we lived about 30 minutes from what some would call civilization, so it made sense.  My mom was a stay at home, and she cooked for us.  It’s funny how I can remember eating chili with buttered crackers, and we would all watch Wheel of Fortune together in the evening.  Fond childhood memories that don’t involve paper sacks, I guess.

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