Retrograde

No matter how grown up I become, no matter how hard I work to be a professional, a mother and a fully self directed woman, I still have days that I feel like Molly Ringwald in 16 Candles. No, not the end with the sexy guy with the hot car and the birthday cake. More like the "I can't believe I gave my panties to a geek". Yeah. Today is one of those days.

clarification: This has nothing to do with my husband, he is not a geek. And no, I have not given my undergarments to anyone. I am using this as a metaphor.