Oh my God, I am so paranoid. I just can’t seem to escape it. Might as well go ahead and write on my tombstone:
Loving mom, dedicated friend, Had sex with two different men in one weekend.


Oh my God, I am so paranoid. I just can’t seem to escape it. Might as well go ahead and write on my tombstone:
Loving mom, dedicated friend, Had sex with two different men in one weekend.

“If mom ain’t happy no one is happy.” The quippish slogan is often said in jest, yet depression among mothers is no laughing matter.

If candles and kitchenware can get into every home in America through home parties, why not use a home party business to help women all over the world out of poverty? And that is how Trades of Hope began.
As moms we look for swimwear that not only flatters but also hides any flaws.…