Woke up next to the fratdaddy and fratcat. Puked off last night. Hit the elliptical. Did the fratdaddy’s laundry. Cleaned the house. Ordered his Lilly bowtie for formal… all while letting the cupcakes cool. Typical Sunday. TSM.

W2 form states I made out well in 2010 for babysitting a CEO’s kids. All I do is plan mixers, read TFMs and order Lilly Pulitzer on my iPhone.. And brush young James’ hair into a frat swoop after his baths. TSM.