'Tis what I am. I've been writing this book, off and on. Mostly, off. I'm not a Middle-Aged Mom, mind you, because when I think of "Middle-Aged" I think of the Middle Ages, when people didn't brush their teeth, or shower. And, what did they use for toilet paper? I'm going to be 53 years old pretty darn soon, which is older than young. If I were middle-aged, then I'd have to commit to living to be at least 106 years old, which I am not planning to do. However, if I did succeed in sticking around that long, I might be lucky enough to have a nice article written about me in The Week magazine, which I just love because it's articles are concise. Like this one is.
