We have all seen a woman in the store with her bad kids, right? Um, today, that was me. And, that is not cute. I will never talk about that woman again. First, we went to my old job to see everyone. My kids acted like they were on a playground on something, complete with screaming and laughing. Not cute. Later today, we went to the beauty supply store and Target. Again, they acted like little monkeys swinging on the cart and stuff. I threatened them and secretly pinched but nothing. So, when we got home, they got disciplined. We'll see what happens next time. I was so embarrassed. Is it normal that I still cannot really process the fact that my cousin died? It still seems so unreal and if I really sit and think about it, I get so very sad. I guess time will heal this wound. I'm ready for my husband to come home but I'm also nervous that we're going out of the country again soon. He talks as though he knows something but just doesn't want to say. I think I'll be ...