Incriminating Evidence

Yesterday while cleaning house I found my diaries from junior high and high school. Tucked inside I found letters from friends and this horrendous phone bill. I had a boyfriend that was out of town. (in Juvie Hall…no joke, proud moment!) This was back in 89. I remember my mother wanted to kill me but, that was a reoccurring theme in high school. I am almost positive I paid the debt. My mom will let me know next time she visits and catches up on my blog.

I have read through these in past years and chuckled but the older I get I have lost my sense of humor about some of the s@#! I’ve done. There was only one option……………

Goodbye to the old times. The kids do not need to know more then what I choose to tell them.