Scene:  I arrive home from the Mom 2 Summit.  I'm reeling from the noxious smell of the driver's heavy cologne, musky man scent and his uh, other malodorous qualities.  You know, the one that comes from his ass?  Yeah, that one.  I'm hungry, tired and I just want to unpack and enjoy my family.  I open the front door to screaming, tears and impatience. … [Read more...]