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Jamie Lee

Jamie Lee

Leave of absence

May 26, 2016

May 26, 2016

Jamie Lee

How Does One Choose

I’m 27 years old, and by now I should know what I want to do with my life. Things that I do know I want to do/be:

Apr 8, 2016

Apr 8, 2016

Jamie Lee

Society Will Judge Me For This

My kid says the “F” word.

Apr 1, 2016

Society Will Judge Me For This

Apr 1, 2016

Jamie Lee

My Child is Disgusting

I love him to death, but he is one of the grossest human beings that I could have ever created. And if you think your child isn’t gross…

Mar 23, 2016

My Child is Disgusting

Mar 23, 2016

Jamie Lee

A Letter to the Officer Who Didn’t Ruin My Life

It was 3AM and I had a car full of underage drunk friends. At the time, I was 19 years old, but unlike everyone else, I was not drunk. In…

Mar 20, 2016

Mar 20, 2016

Jamie Lee

Why I Waited to Finish College

This past fall was my first semester back in college since my sophomore year in 2008.

Mar 17, 2016

Why I Waited to Finish College

Mar 17, 2016

Jamie Lee

Why it is IMPORTANT for Customers to Complain

If you happened to read my last post about “When is enough, enough,” then you are already aware that I work at a small restaurant local to…

Mar 5, 2016

Mar 5, 2016

Jamie Lee

When is enough, enough?

Most people throughout their lives have had some form of job involving dealing with the public. If you haven’t… you’re one lucky SOAB! My…

Mar 3, 2016

Mar 3, 2016

Jamie Lee

It’s Better Than Ok

In March 2014, Lori Ann Gooden, my best friend’s mother, passed away of cancer. I will never forget the day it all started. Lori was not…

Mar 1, 2016

Mar 1, 2016

Jamie Lee

Today, there is not enough wine.

I will not bore you with the details to enforce my statement. Just a tough day as a mother. It could’ve been worse — glass half full. Even…

Feb 28, 2016

Today, there is not enough wine.

Feb 28, 2016

Jamie Lee

Jamie Lee

Mother. Writer. Student. Bar-wench. Realist. Family 👪 Vino 🍷 Football 🏈 There is no emoji for sarcasm. Sharing my daily struggles from one mother to another.

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