I’m a mid-30s woman living in a state with a full four seasons. I’m hourglassy, with a defined waist and small boobs, and a pretty big caboose.

In honor of my wonderful friend A’s birthday this week, I decided to ask a question that has kept me up nights for almost a decade.

I’m a fifth-grade teacher seeking some inspiration.  

My friend Catherine (36) and her husband Scot (38) have been married for about a year and a half now. It is her first marriage and his third.

 
I’m on a quest to track down a book that my mom read as a teen, but can’t remember the title of and thus has never been able to find again.

I have a problem. A kitty-related problem. I have two adult male cats, neutered, 6 years old.

I’m looking for a specific episode of a syndicated TV show (of the low-budget Canadian-produced variety) in the supernatural detective genre.

So, here’s the deal. I’m by nature a rather impatient over-thinker, prone to imagining worst-case scenarios, which often turn out to be right.

So I read this book at least four times as a kid, but I can’t remember the title or even the characters’ names; it’s a middle-reader book that takes place in America, sometime during World …

I need the TN readership to tell me if I’m justified or acting like one of those mothers I swore I’d never be.