I am a thirty-one year old mother of three. My eldest is a lady mad scientist in the making. My middle child is the boy soccer addict and has autism. My youngest thinks he is Godzilla and now knows everything because he has now learned to read in his four year old kindergarten class. My husband is sweet and wonderful and bloody infuriating, for so many reasons............ I spend my days juggling kids, appointments, housework, the occasional relapse into depression or manic episode ( I have Bipolar Disorder.), not killing my in-laws( whom we live with), even though they generally deserve it,keeping my husband on track, and oh yeah, did I mention that I am a full time student at a local Catholic College? I'm working toward my BA in Psychology. Add to that a mish mosh of strange characters that I call friends and the insane people I try hard to not have to acknowledge as biological relations and you get one odd and often hilarious ride on the Underground Railroad to Freedom for the Domestically Impaired. Don't worry; I've hidden Whiskey in the club car for emergencies............