• Date night

    I went out to dinner Friday night sans kids. The food at this restaurant was amazing! Plus, I didn’t have to cut up food or distract someone with broken crayons and a menu that had a worksheet on the back. I felt like a teenager again. Well, mostly because I had two giant zits on my face. I busted out the cover-up, but it created the appearance of a brown hill on my cheek. Really? I am 37-years-old and reliving the hell of puberty. Acne: check. Hormonal imbalance: check. Feeling insecure: check. The only thing I’m missing is the training bra. After three kids these suckers are in the big…