Sometimes life seems to hit me right between the eyes. My feet hurt, my daughter is sick and we can’t seem to find out the source of her ailment. The economy has affected the speaking industry just like every other industry. Our newest pet, at one year old, is pooping on my new carpet. If it isn’t one thing, it’s another.
Sometimes, gals, I just want to slap on a fake moustache, call myself Larry and run away. Just run away from all the responsibilities, all the bills, all the stress. But I can’t. I’d look lousy in a moustache, and my name isn’t Larry.
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