Candy's Column
Karma
Behold: What my mom had in mind when, many, many years ago, she rolled her eyes at me pounding my fists on the floor at Sears because my three-year-old ass did NOT WANT TO PUT ON MY COAT YOU CAN’T MAKE ME, WAAAHHH!!!, and ominously declared:
“I cannot wait for you to have a child of your own someday.”

The result of her evil mom suggesting that she NOT throw plastic CD covers from the loft
This one’s for you, Mom. Soak it in. Victory is yours.
[Ed. note — Don’t you just love how I’m all, “Oh, you’re having a meltdown, sweetie? Here, LET ME GRAB THE CAMERA!”]
