The Glorious Train Wreck Mom

This is a safe space for all train wrecks. Except here, we don't give you a puppy and a latte. We give you sarcasm and humor.

As I stood, looking at my camera, I had the feeling I was being watched. And not by my camera. I turned my attention to the sidewalk in front of my house. A group of my neighbors stood perfectly clad in pink velour track suits, staring, whispering. This group was the Neighborhood Watch. Izzie had …

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